I wipe the moon off the sky
And all the stars they will cry
When my blue soul is unveiled
I'll go out taking the field
My kiss will frighten the sun
And all the things I have done
Will make you feel my revenge
Die fast and die without sense
They call me Mr Revenge
I want to wade through your blood
I'd like to scratch off and cut
Off your weak swollen mind
Mein Wunsch ist dein schlimmster Feind
And now I tear out your tongue
And push you to where you belong
This time I'll break you in two
I'll make a wound out of you
They call me Mr Revenge.