Purveyors Of Chaos A dish best served cold I still have the smell of blood on my hands God gave him life and I took it for myself With the longest pain and turmoil I didn't want to end him like this I had more painful plans Vengeance is the uncompromised essence Of the creatures like me He was looking at me, scared He just wanted to understand, why He wanted to live and let live, once I took it all, just for me