The love I once disseaved
For feelings I could not concieve
The pain inflicted in her soul...
Will I do that? Oh...nevermore!

Smile rejected with my scorn
Stab a heart with poissoned thorne
Seek the uglyness within,
My own crown of thorns to win.

Oh, I’m lost and weary now,
See the joy, never knew how,
A simple smile can soon cover
A dreadfull thirst for fire.

This endless chain of dreams
Rejoiced again within my streams
Light and beauty my soul smells
Releast I am of all bad spells.

Clean I am, oh, clean by God!
Though it seems frightenly sad
Free of hate`s forgothen lore!
Will I go back? Oh, nevermore!