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.