i have forever, always tried to make peace so they'd believe i'm nice
are they prepared now, to know 'giving' traits are lies?
as they wait for their grub, watch my hate arise
"they ought to squirm to live," says dyl again
"i curse if they learn my sin is rover's again"
because pain's tied onto dyl's feline, their pain will never shame me smile
pain's tied onto dyl's feline, so by your feet i'll be taunter
by your head i'll be taunter, by your tail i'll be taunter
i'll hang you by your limbs tonight!