Lute

For what she took away Storm's comin', I can see the clouds No runnin's gonna save you now And hard rain is gonna fall down Like gravity, like gravity Eye for an eye says you owe me a debt Blood demands blood, gonna get my hands wet The flood's comin', now you can bet on tragedy Like gravity You think you're Hell’s great savior Will you still when I return the favor? Take the one you need, make you watch ’em bleed Will you break thinkin' how you couldn’t save her? Wishin' you were there"