You were a great father
You were a great son...

Now that you know how weak is my heart
you cut it with a pair of red scissors...

Thinking you had your eyes on me
I had quickly dissolved my ideas...

Why did you leave me?
why did you stop loving me...

I know there isn't much i can offer
there isn't much i can say...

My life is like a court of murder
a lawful lawyer...

I live in a world of torture
in a world of hate...

He once touched my heart
leaving it behind...

Encounter the decisions of the children
that cry in the streets of hell...

Loving you is like a flower with a pedal
loving you is like a picture with a frame...

Mark the words
that you say...

The lights are off,
I hear my lullaby...