This is the last, and possibly greatest, of the London Dungeon material. After its completion, in early 2003, my bitterness and failures could no longer be expressed in music. Although perhaps one day the muse may once again find me, until then all I'm left with is the dire task of finishing up and releasing all the volumes of old material. Bereft of poetry, like most London Dungeon lyrics "I Pray" cleaves directly to the heart of the matter.
You have hurt me
As no one else could
I swear on my own blood
To haunt you forevermore
I pray for your death
I pray for your death
You have betrayed our love
For the very last time
There can be no more forgiveness
Now you have all out war
I pray for your death
I pray for your death
Now as I plot your death
My whole world comes crashing down
It's killing me to kill you
My life means nothing to me now
I pray for your death
I pray for your death
I pray for your death
I pray for your death
I pray for your death
I pray for death