EVERYTIME THAT I REMEMBER, EVERYTIME THAT I FEEL THE SAME PAIN, THESE TIMES OF ANGER THAT I NEVER FORGET, WHEN THE TRUTH HAS NOTHING TO DO, WHERE OUR MINDS ARE FULL OF RANCOUR.
I NEVER BE AFRAID OF HIS ARRIVAL, BUT I AVOID AT MAX FACE HIM. THESE PLACES WHERE THE HATE PREVAILS. WHERE THE TRUTH HAS NOTHING TO DO, WHERE OUR MINDS ARE FULL OF RANCOUR.
I CAN’T FORGET THE FEEL,THAT FULLFILLS MY MIND. I CAN’T AVOID MY HATE, AND MY WISH TO FIGHT.
I CAN’T DENIED THE HATE THAT I FEEL FOR ANOTHER MEN, A DISEASE THAT INFECTS THE WORLD IS THE SICKNESS OF MY HEART. MY HOLE LIFE I SEE THE SAME, THE DEATH OF MY NEARIEST FRIENDS. USE TO HURT, BUT NOW I DON’T CARE.
EVERYTIME THAT I REMEMBER, EVERYTIME THAT I FEEL THE SAME PAIN, THESE TIMES OF ANGER THAT I NEVER FORGET, WHEN THE TRUTH HAS NOTHING TO DO, WHERE OUR MINDS ARE FULL OF RANCOUR.
I NEVER BE AFRAID OF HIS ARRIVAL, BUT I AVOID AT MAX FACE HIM. THESE PLACES WHERE THE HATE PREVAILS. WHERE THE TRUTH HAS NOTHING TO DO, WHERE OUR MINDS ARE FULL OF RANCOUR.
I CAN’T FORGET THE FEEL, THAT FULLFILLS MY MIND. I CAN’T AVOID MY HATE, AND MY WISH TO FIGHT.