I hunger not but for victory and justice I shall feast when I am victorious And the feast shall be of the vanquished flesh Pain for them I feel nothing for those that betray me Let them be filled with sorrow and suffering Let me administer their defeat Pain for them CHORUS: They tried to take away what I once loved Then tried to strip me of my life But revenge will come with deadly force Their corpses will be made into trophies Anguished and tortured but I live on For those that are dismayed I have a gift I shall eat their souls Pain for them CHORUS CHORUS