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Dimmu Borgir
Vengeance is mine
Neither sweet nor kind
Vengeance is mine
No longer will I be held responsible
For the error of your ways
My conscience
Stand defiantly proud and rigid
So take my advice
Meet your opposition
Profane and disciplined
Take back your pride
With a pounding hammer
No longer will I be held responsible
For the error of your ways
My conscience
Stand defiantly proud and rigid
So take my advice
As long as my icon has flesh
No one puts me to the test
And as longer my spirit permit
There will be no final test
Vengeance is mine
Neither sweet nor kind
Vengeance is mine
Vengeance is mine
I owe you nothing
But scorn and contempt
From all that is holy
I will have my revenge
Vengeance is mine
No longer will I be held responsible
For the error of your ways
My conscience
Stand defiantly proud and rigid
So take my advice
As long as my icon has flesh
No one puts me to the test
And as longer my spirit permit
There will be no final test
With wisdom and fate
I design darkness
You keep feeding me denial and hate
And from that I will create
Arrogance and deception
Torment and bliss
How I envy your lack justification
When mine is so sincered
Neither sweet nor kind
Vengeance is mine
No longer will I be held responsible
For the error of your ways
My conscience
Stand defiantly proud and rigid
So take my advice
Meet your opposition
Profane and disciplined
Take back your pride
With a pounding hammer
No longer will I be held responsible
For the error of your ways
My conscience
Stand defiantly proud and rigid
So take my advice
As long as my icon has flesh
No one puts me to the test
And as longer my spirit permit
There will be no final test
Vengeance is mine
Neither sweet nor kind
Vengeance is mine
Vengeance is mine
I owe you nothing
But scorn and contempt
From all that is holy
I will have my revenge
Vengeance is mine
No longer will I be held responsible
For the error of your ways
My conscience
Stand defiantly proud and rigid
So take my advice
As long as my icon has flesh
No one puts me to the test
And as longer my spirit permit
There will be no final test
With wisdom and fate
I design darkness
You keep feeding me denial and hate
And from that I will create
Arrogance and deception
Torment and bliss
How I envy your lack justification
When mine is so sincered