Hunger for revenge
My beautiful life was stolen by him
His destruction my life’s only purpose
In jail spent I years most precious
The injustice of it has made me grim
For a wicked deed committed by him
Was I accused of crime cold and callous
My beautiful life was stolen by him
His destruction my life’s only purpose
A smart and merry lad, handsome and trim
No care in life, rich and industrious
A wife pretty, well read and gracious
Fortune had my life filled full to the brim
My beautiful life was stolen by him
Revenge served on a platter
This is the day for which I have waited
His fate has been handed into my hand
The hole under the wall I have sighted
This is the day for which I have waited
If the jailer were told what he wanted
to do, then would he in deep trouble land
This is the day for which I have waited
His fate has been handed into my hand
Taste of Revenge
My soul has burnt in life’s hot red furnace
In his utter ruin and destruction
Finally have I found source of solace
When the jailer disposes of his case
Like me, will he spend life in detention
My soul has burnt in life’s hot red furnace
I long to see the despair on his face
Sweet vengeance will give me satisfaction
Finally have I found source of solace
But will his plight my tales of woe erase?
Can I regain my life’s lost perfection?
My soul has burnt in life’s hot red furnace.
Forgiveness can only my woes efface
Bitter vengeance is no retribution
Finally have I found source of solace
Through suffering does one gain divine grace
This was my rite of purification
My soul has burnt in life’s hot red furnace
Finally have I found source of solace