I curse your name, I curse the earth you travelled With a heart so serrated it draws lacerations across the hands You used to hold so tightly up until
I'm glad farewells were exchanged before today This phrase has never sounded so sweet to my ears I don't mourn this act or mourn for you, I mourn for
Μετάφραση: Σκότωσα Η Βασίλισσα Prom. 666.