The Patrick Kearney s revenge

The Patrick Kearney's Revenge (Tear the heart out of you)

"The earth is my whorehouse, my Zoo" ("Malocchio", Tomahawk)

I swear I never wanted anything like this.
You sleep so soundly in the puffy clouds above,
You say that I'm too coward to dismiss,
Maybe it's true because of chained and shackled love,
But once the visions you experience are way too colourful to wake up,
I'll crawl inside them - just to tear the heart out of you,
Like some sea serpent chew them, spit them out - despite your begging me to stop.
Prepare to face the wrath teased way too long, like you do.

Your sweet wet domination dreams made the sea you wish to leave too soon.
It has always been your word, your right, your way - but not with me, but not this time.
So let us see how surely you will swim off the lagoon,
Escape it with the stolen life, which once was mine.
Not too comfortable in the waters you just don't know baby, are you?
You believe that your "electric eyes" have seen me through.
I am here to teach you something - ripping but the heart out of you.
Sometimes the waves been way too much under the storm may be destroying too.

I know exactly you had all of them by your side, I know you're going to play victim -
One thing I need from you now's to return the blood I had to give.
Cutting the veins each night, choking on reason - just to supply your one track whim,
Therefore what I ask from you is if you don't fill me with feelings, let me live.
Fill the hole inside you left with pain is only true,
What I look for in you, tied up, immovable - the burnt and ripped heart out of you.
You may keep tearing me apart, flesh to the bone,
But once my night's revenge is done, I'll leave your heartless corpse alone.

* - о жажде бесконтрольной власти у серийного убийцы (история Патрика Кирни как собирательная) и мести за то, что в реальности никто такую власть ему дать не хочет и не собирается.