I was born with horns strapped to my head
And for that my life became a living hell
You think I deserve to be treated like a pest
But since I was born I had nothing left
I am getting
My sweet revenge
You don't think that
You treated me well
The monster is out and you need to suffer
For what you have done, no, I don't deserve
You may call it pity, you may call it help
You might say you saved me from my prison cell
But I grew to like the horns crowning my head
You may not understand, but at least don't pretend
I was born with so many things to blame
I was hated because I was feeling pain
Now I feel I need to be avenged
But no one came
I'll take the matter into my own hands
I am getting
My sweet revenge
You don't think that
You treated me well
The monster is out and you need to suffer
For what you have done, no, I don't deserve
You may call it pity, you may call it help
You might say you saved me from my prison cell
But I grew to like the horns crowning my head
You may not understand, but at least don't pretend
Some people were avoiding me
Some people were beating me
But the ones who helped me
They didn't trust me, they did out of pity
I am getting
My sweet revenge
You don't think that
You treated me well
The monster is out and you need to suffer
For what you have done, no, I don't deserve
You may call it pity, you may call it help
You might say you saved me from my prison cell
But I grew to like the horns crowning my head
You may not understand, but at least don't pretend
Now that my time is near
All I can feel is now fear
I have so many regrets
I haven't been at my best
My monster side grows on me
Whilst I am grasping desperately
To hang onto my life of pain
To hang on to my life insane