Dark Hand

You'd to think I'd get use to the taste of blood As many times as I've had to bite own tongue I'm sick and Tired of your hate spew Viper Your words are Poison And I'm the Antidote I should crush your head I should leave you for dead I should turn around and never look back You'll have no one left, They'll all be gone like the rest Hatred has forsaken you again I should crush your head I should leave you for dead I should turn around and never look back But where would that leave me No better than you It will take all of me It will take all I have to not treat you Like the snake you are.