Rattle the chains, and tighten my ties watch me struggle and hear my cries see my face turn every shade of blue hear my words, and listen now when I escape the binds in which you hold I will in cage you in the winter's cold tie you to a frozen log hear you beg inside the fog revenge can feel so morbid to the one who gave it when the one who was tormented finally gets free they will show no sympathy so expect to get much worse then what you can give if you request another day to live