Provoke Me

Hell has no fury, Compared to me. If you hurt my kids. If you craving for hell, Provoke me. You will see the burning flame, That ignites, inside. I rip your heart into pieces, Feed it to the hellhounds. You don’t want to see my rage, And cross my blade. I’ll slice you open, Let you bleed for days. Use your body as a voodoo doll. Don’t hurt my kids. My eyes will scorn your flesh. And your bones turn to ashes. Don’t hurt my kids. You will regret you are born, Beg for mercy. But it will not come. Flames of hell will rain on you. When I am done. Don’t hurt my kids. I will walk into hell, To protect my kids. So be worn, Don’t hurt them.