My home, my land, my dearest friends, 
All perish before my eyes, 
Died before their time. 

Killed, Murdered, Assassinate?
What does it matter?
They're gone, away from this corrupted world.

My hands are stained by blood, 
Blood of my family, my friends, and everyone I’ve ever
known. 
They've taken everything away, 
Everything that I've ever cared for,
Everything that I’ve ever cherished in my life.  

The pain reaches inside of me, 
Tearing through my soul. 
My heart hears the screams and the fear in the souls of the
lost ones. 

I vowed on that very day, 
That I'll take my revenge, 
Make them suffer, 
As I have suffered. 
Trying to take back of what’s lost, 
I will never give in,
My heart will seek revenge, 
To the end of time.
My heart will still hear the sounds of fear and terror that
ran through that day, 
I will carry it over me, 
Remembering what I must do. 

And no matter what happens, 
My anger and hatred towards ‘them’ will never die
out…