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Another person has gone,
never to be alone.
A mother who was close to me,
leaving her family alone...

The regret I feel is great,
for not knowing how to help.
Just the strength I can create,
is holding me together to help...

The pain alone is bearable,
for this angel does not cry.
He falls into his pit of despair,
and waits till once more he can try...

Try, try, try,
while those around him die, die, die.
Try, try, try,
while the one that loves him,
cries, cries, cries...

If I would get there,
after this hateful world is gone.
I would like to ask them one question,
why was the world so wrong?

The people here are filled with hate,
loving the pain they inflict on others.
Always longing for the taste,
of the victory of great success...

They push us aside,
to further their own life.
Not seeing the happiness that we had,
before their interruption cut us like a knife...

This despair I have to swallow,
for I must help my friends.
For they will need it now,
now, that their lives are as hollow as mine...