I curse the Day
The Very Day you gave Life to me
No Mercy, no Excuse

You wrote your own Epitaph

All my awful Tales

My awful Tales that could be told
Oh, my Creator
This Grief will be a thousandfold


No, you can't see it
You can't understand it

Well then
I will let you feel it


These Words shall pierce your Heart
I'll be with you on your Wedding Night


You reap what you sowed
Remorse, extinguish every Hope
This is no Nightmare

You can't dispel the Dark Clouds

You'll pay for all the Misery you brought

Oh, my Creator
This Grief will be a thousandfold


How does it feel to lose all your Loved Ones?