Revenge dont choose its blade

- SeattleSysop 2025 The fires been burnin, smolderin low, A shadow that follows wherever I go. Ive carried this weight since the night it began, Blood on the ground, and guilt on my hands. Told myself justice was all that I need, But justice turns bitter when its mixed up with greed. I sharpened my knife on the stones of my pain, But every cut whispers my name. Revenge dont choose its blade, It'll use any hand thats willing. It dont care bout the price you pay, Long as the debt gets killed in. And when the steel cuts deep, It dont matter who falls apart, Sometimes the blade you swing Goes right through your own heart. I thought Id find peace when the deed was done, But ghosts dont rest, they just pass on the gun. Now Im haunted by faces I cant outrun, Standin in silence where the night has no sun. The barrel is cold but the angers still hot, Im chained to the war I forgot. Revenge dont choose its blade, Itll use any hand thats willing. It dont care bout the price you pay, Long as the debt gets killed in. And when the steel cuts deep, It dont matter who falls apart, Sometimes the blade you swing Goes right through your own heart. The fire I lit burned down my own home, Now Im left with ashes and a heart made of stone. Revenge dont choose its blade, It'll use any soul thats broken. It dont care what promise you made, It only leaves words unspoken. And when the steel cuts deep, It dont matter who falls apart, Sometimes the blade you swing Goes right through your own heart. Yeah, the blade I swung Went straight through my own heart.