Testo di Mezzadan

blood filled with heartache. the anger pours from my mind. when well the grass die again? her beauty destroyed by our selfish greed. theres no cure for the virus. shes bittersweet. she gave her life. all her beauty is forgotten. bring down the rain. the unforginven punishment. for what they have done. she cries, no end in sight. shes dying for a lost cause. her love destroyed. selfish pride has abandoned what is truly right. in life, in her words, shes gone. all her beauty is forgotten. shes dying for a lost cause. her lover destroyed. selfish pride has abandoned what is truly right. shes dying for a lost cause. you never loved her. shes dying for a lost cause. my mind is made.