Dawn Of Dead

The explosions ceased
As the time of pain ended
The rotten disgusting smell was finally
Purified
With the rebirth

What was said will be forgotten
What was done will be shattered

The lie can be seen as a
Detachment from the past
The virtues will never
Be the same

A life full of wealth will be
Missed

Sadly future still depends
On who kills himself

For pleasure
The story of the man
Remains

In eternal doubt will be marked
Life is reborn by the own hatred
By the own selfishness
But in every heart there will be
A bitter vein of hope
Where the life will survive
Beside us?

The explosions ceased
As the time of pain ended
The rotten disgusting smell was finally

For pleasure
The story of the man
Remains

In eternal doubt will be marked
But in every heart there will be
A bitter vein of hope

Where the life will survive
Beside us?

No more regrets, no more regrets, no more selfishness
No more regrets, no more regrets, no more selfishness