You were walking down the aisle
And your damned face caught my eye
I was wondering if I could kill
This girl with a fake smile
Treachery and deceit
Fills your iris with arrogance and greed

Soon enough
I will purge you and your heartless soul
And leave your remains
While you scream with eternal pain
And all that remains, this blood on my hands
Will all bind to the place to where we stand

And now I recall
Of that very day
I found your corpse
On that same aisle
I left a mark -
Target destroyed.