In order to find true peace,
You must find true pain,
For the pain I gained,
Still haunts me in my vein.

You are loving it,
And I’m feeling it,
Love is man’s weakness,
Just like a disease,
You infected my heart,
Leaving no symptoms but despair.

My heart has no use,
As it has just been abused,
Love is the devil’s playground,
As hate is God’s creation.

My heart went through a mathematical equation as,
I’m adding my pain,
And subtracting my joy,
And multiplying by sorrow.

When the beginning comes to an end,
All joy fades away,
Two words then you are down on your knees

IT’S OVER!