I'm the host of remorse in a town of revenge 

I can try to heal everyone for them 

I can write it in blood and send it to you 

remember to remind you with my worst 

but I was always civilized sad advance 

to reserve in atrophy so I find solace 

in resending my regrets and time 

will move on to the next waiting 

station closer to the target 

I missed but I was only missing something 

sense to believe in something strong 

faith in some reward as time is 

wasting all of us deformed I left 

her in may the fifth of dismay but 

i'm going to keep my trophy