As I did not want to look back ... When I encounter those happy moments That before my eyes grow and breathe with me like a black plague that spreads every sense of the mind Deceiving any notion of existence is through these walls. They do not matter when you're with a rope around his neck, or a gun to the head ... (pulls the trigger!) Suddenly, I imagine for an instant blood everywhere
Or debating me hanging from a rope the ceiling, with my feet distant land ... Unable to walk, feel the wind on my face again. As I did not want to look back ... When I encounter those happy moments I lost what in my sight and drain die with me. They do not matter when I'm here premeditating my death When I account that not can live again! Never again, never, never.