To my mother,
to my father...

The Solder fights,
and carries on...

Why do i feel,
the things i do...

My soul feels so empty.
My bodies broke at last...

You cannot see
You cannot feel...

I'm sick of this.
I'm being used...

I'm so confused.
I'm so alone...

So what am I supposed to do?
With all the ways...

"Thank you my love,
For everything...

Is this the way,
That i must end...

I'm the one,
Who kills your soul...