Here's how you look in a pile of dirt
How could you not see it coming?
Thought you could run from the years of hurt?
I'm just the hate that you've summoned
Isn't it strange that you're looking so good
In the cold soil under darkness
You tried in vain like I knew that you would
In sweet revenge for the heartless

It's a vigilante murder
When the law is not enough
I'm here to stop you going further
Only death is your handcuff

Now that you lie in a frozen grave
You won't return to the city
Until they find your last remains
They'll say it's all just a pity

On the factory floor they'll be cursing your name
For all the bad times you brought them
If you could live your life all over again
I'm sure you'd be the same person

It's a vigilante murder
When the law is not enough
I'm here to stop you going further
Only death is your handcuff

Judas is burning,
I can't see anybody else here
He won't be returning,
In fact, he's the first of many now they're in fear

Maybe little by little, we could take down them all
Their house of cards is so weak, it makes it easy to fall
In the dead of the night, when you answer my call
I'll come right up behind you, and strike you.... dead.