Or go and live in Hell...

To Leave you behind...

Oh, what the honour,
What the Grace!

I am tired
Of everything
They want
But that is life
If they want to they may live.
I already know what a problem all this
Isn't.

Let Us see

How much of an insult one can take
If I 'm sorry for your demons
It seems that I am sorry for myself
My everybody.

Other people May insult us
Well other people May be insulted.

Told me what you wanted from me

You don't remember yourself? But I Will remember you
I Will remember you,
I must Have loved you.

You don't want to know
Me
As life was bit too hard
Understanding must be hard
They know
They see
And if I saw
I wanted to live
Or believe
Understanding evil wasn't hard
As life was bit too hard

You don't remember yourself. But I Will remember you