Purified

[00:32.96] Can the pestilence within you be bled out

[00:38.21] May I have the honor of this amputation?

[00:43.61] Know that you have made an enemy

[00:45.72] To show you the meaning of indignity

[00:49.32] I live now solely for the pleasure of your slow decay.

[00:57.35] Feel the pain of vengeance burn you,

[01:05.13] Soon you shall know silence.

[01:36.70] With trembling hands you'll beg for mercy.

[01:45.41] I'll show you none.

[01:48.25] Purified by my hand

[01:52.41] In this my world

[02:05.01] It is salvation.

[02:44.81] Your futile existence draws to a close

[02:50.49] A cloak of lies drops.

[03:06.60] The lies drop.