Beast:
And in my twisted face
There's not the slightest trace
Of anything that even hints of kindness
And from my tortured shape
No comfort, no escape
I see, but deep within is utter blindness
Hopeless
As my dream dies
As the time flies
Cinta a Lost illusion
Helpless
Unforgiven
Cold and driven
To this sad conclusion
No beauty could alih me
No goodness improve me
No power on earth, if I can't Cinta her
No passion could reach me
No lesson could teach me
How I could have Cinta her and made her Cinta me too
If I can't Cinta her, then who?
Long lalu I should have seen
All the things I could have been
Careless and unthinking, I moved onward
No pain could be deeper
No life could be cheaper
No point anymore, if I can't Cinta her
No spirit could win me
No hope left within me
Hope I could have loved her and that she'd set me free
But it's not to be
If I can't Cinta her
Let the world be done with me.
And in my twisted face
There's not the slightest trace
Of anything that even hints of kindness
And from my tortured shape
No comfort, no escape
I see, but deep within is utter blindness
Hopeless
As my dream dies
As the time flies
Cinta a Lost illusion
Helpless
Unforgiven
Cold and driven
To this sad conclusion
No beauty could alih me
No goodness improve me
No power on earth, if I can't Cinta her
No passion could reach me
No lesson could teach me
How I could have Cinta her and made her Cinta me too
If I can't Cinta her, then who?
Long lalu I should have seen
All the things I could have been
Careless and unthinking, I moved onward
No pain could be deeper
No life could be cheaper
No point anymore, if I can't Cinta her
No spirit could win me
No hope left within me
Hope I could have loved her and that she'd set me free
But it's not to be
If I can't Cinta her
Let the world be done with me.