Flores de Venganza

Surprise, I’m at your party
To fulfill what we agreed
I’m dressed to the nines
Brought my finest wine

If my presence bothers you, my scent’s a little off
It’s because it smells like the past, the one you buried
On the other side of this damn violent party
That I’m invited to, that I’m armed for

We’ve come with flowers of revenge in our hair
With flowers of revenge in our hair

Give me your cactus skin
Let me touch it again
I miss the bitter feel
Of your lips frozen in ice, oh

All we did was dig it up from the ground
And burn it in the fire until there’s no trace left
But I’ve come, in the act, to confirm this pact
And to take a bite out of it

We’ve come with flowers of revenge in our hair
With flowers of revenge in our hair

Fire!

With flowers of revenge in our hair
With flowers of revenge in our hair