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