They were fools to interrupt this day
My day
Where I was to be wed to the man I love
Did they not think I would be armed
Did they not think I would be prepared
Did the not think I would hunt them down
For killing my husband to be
Eight long years has a hired killer
Eight long years of my life
I made The mistake of falling in love
My groom to be and I ran to another country
Hoping to leave our violent pasts behind us
They found us
How I don't know
We thought we had covered our tracks pretty good
But they found us
Then the day of our wedding arrived
No sooner had I walked down the isle
They bust in
And a blood bath started
I had my sword
My groom had his guns
But they were yo many from the old gang there
The Pastor and his wife slipped out the back in time
Most of the audience got out but some were left on the floor dead
My groom was shot dead
Many others died that day
As blood, bullets, and steel blades danced
I was lift for dead, barely alive and bleeding
I will find them
I will destroy them
This injustice shall not go unpaid
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