At last your bloody trail ends In a dank and dirty dim lit dive And oh how so fitting for your sorry grave You'll never leave this place alive You're not quite what I expected You're small, sad, frail and afraid But that doesn't change all the things that you've done You'd better start saying a prayer I pulled back the hammer so slowly My stiffening finger prepared And "Vengeance is Mine!" screamed the trigger As badly-played blues filled the air I know you don't know who I am Your memory faded by years But that doesn't matter as long as you die This moment seen clearly through tears His hands showed the trembling of terror His eyes displayed pools of great pain And all of the justifications I'd made Were no longer clear in my brain I found myself telling my story To him who had caused me such pain And "Vengeance is Mine!" screamed the trigger Then outside it started to rain I'll probably live to regret it I let the poor murderer go And "Vengeance is Mine!" screamed the trigger But triggers are heartless and cold