The face of Death is the most deceiving
Always coming, always leaving...

Why can't you understand?
I didn't mean it, you know I can't...

Daddy, you were there, you watched me grow
And yet when I need you you do not show...

There she sits, alone by the door
You can't see it, but she's thinking...

The flower of hate blooms in many directions
Living to destroy...

Sometimes I wonder
About what I did wrong...

I said it was over,
I said it was done...