Dark Monarch.

(“Revenge is a dish best served cold.” Spanish proverb.) I’m the King of Pretence, always smiling. When me you hurt, the other cheek I turn. While secretly within my heart I hope that you will burn. Oh you might think that I don’t mind your comments uncalled for. Come the day that me you need, you’ll be greeted by closed doors. "Revenge is a dish best served cold." Or so I hear them say. I rest easy knowing that for your crimes you'll pay one day. A façade of goodwill I project, that your soul I want to save. But come the day you leave this earth: I’ll be dancing on your grave. So drink up now from my brew. Let me fill your glass. I made it ‘specially just for you. It’s a drink that I call wrath.