Paul Helderle
Song

Vengeance’s Brew - A1

southern gothic, blues-rock, industrial

Verse 1

The heart churns words
That stretch forgiveness thin
And tenders a wound
Deep beneath the skin

A bruise brews dark
Just waiting for a spark
To ignite its bark
And hollow friendship’s heart

Hook

Dead… dead… dead…
Dead and dark

Dead… dead… dead…
Dead and dark

Verse 2

Revved soldiers of thought march on
Seeded by a wounded heart
Hatred climbing up the vine
Whispering its crooked lines

Little hisses in the dark
Thirsting for a place to start
Dreaming of a reckoning
For every cut and sting

Chorus

Vengeance’s brew
Bubbles black and blue
Feeding every hurt I’ve known
Till it makes a home

Vengeance’s brew
Poison dressed as truth
Promising relief
While sharpening its tooth

Verse 3

A fire fueled by injustice
Fed by a persecuting shine
A voice keeps saying
“Pay them back this time”

Run, run, run
The demons cry
Run, run, run
And let your anger fly

But every mile they chase
Leaves another scar behind

Bridge

Seething tombs of doom arise
Growing wild behind the eyes
Weeds with wings
And roots of flame

Every grievance speaks my name

Attack, attack
It creeps in from the back
Waiting for one perfect wrong
To prove it all along

Final Chorus

Vengeance’s brew
Sweet and bitter too
Drinking deep won’t heal the wound
It only feeds the bruise

Vengeance’s brew
Calls my name at night
Promising me justice
While stealing all my light

Outro

Dead… dead… dead…
Dead and dark

The wound keeps knocking
Inside the dark

Dead… dead… dead…
Dead and dark

And vengeance keeps brewing
Inside my heart