I'll Thrash Your Grave

You stabbed me in the back, old friend
You thought I was caught by the end
But you forgot I'm above all
And now I'm back to watch you fall.
I need no help for anything,
I'm pulling my own strings;
In my eyes a fire is twinkling,
The fire of your life is dying.
You feel my hands around your neck
Body and soul I want to take
I'll thrash your grave . . . Betrayer!
You fall on your knees, you're dead
Whereas I'm still undefeated.
I spit on you and let you fall;
While drowning look how I am tall.
I have been cut by my own sword
my mind is beeding, no more words.
I'll thrash your grave . . . Betrayer!
Take it in your head!