Hatred evokes the memories that make your blood run cold.

Fear and sorrow push you away from yourself. (chorus) How

can you face the world? When you can't face the mirror. How

can you leave your past? With blood on your hands? Can you

run away all your life? Can you escape your punishment? How

many times can you start it all again? How many lies will it

take to cover your tracks? (chorus) Mo matter how far you go

Those days are right behind. The facade of your perfect life

Cannot hide your perfect past. There is no escape