Mine is the claw
and mine is the thorn
The assets to leave you
shattered and torn
Choking your throat
and breaking your bones
Now you reap what you have sown

Mine is the claw
and mine is the thorn
The Assets to leave you
shattered and torn
Choking your throat
and breaking your bones
Now you reap what you have sown

My mercy exists no more

Bloodred roses for the dead
One more stroke against your head
No more mercy/nothing left
I will dance upon your grave

Dance upon your grave
I will dance upon your grave

Mine is the claw
and mine is the thorn
The assets to leave you
shattered and torn
Choking your throat
and breaking your bones
Now you reap what you have sown

My mercy exists no more

Bloodred roses for the dead
One more stroke against your head
No more mercy/nothing left
I will dance upon your grave
No more Mercy/Nothing left
I will dance upon your Grave