For Whom the Blood Drips

Pitter patter
Hearts that shatter
Drip emotion
Cause commotion
But nothing like I will.

The broken hearted
Won't be parted
From what they loved,
By God above,
I swear their hearts beat still.

It shan't be theirs
That breaks and tears
Their oppressor's done
Killing for fun
His heart will break in two,

His head shall roll,
And pay its toll,
His blood shall drip,
His throne shall slip,
All because he hurt you.