Violence slips through my fingers again. No filters left this time. Look into the devil’s eye and read retribution. Suffer the consequence as adrenaline degrades communication. I descended into the darkest parts of my conscience to confront your demons, to shove the limit. But then you blinded my eyes with purity. Retribution. Look into the devil’s eye. Read retribution and pray to your gods that they will bring back the color in my eyes.
Written by: Eric Sefton, Jan Beckers, Maarten Beckers, Walter Beckers
