Teksty: Monarch. Lowly.

I've been unfair,
I have cheated you all of my life.
Now I'm left here without a prayer,
Ever thought every word is a lie?

I'm so sorry,
I know I fail.
I can't live with myself anymore.
I'm desperate,
I want all of it,
On my own.

Fall me, your son,
For am I overwhelmed.
Believe your son,
I'm crying out.

Mark my words,
Write them down,
I said them before.
I'm begging; it sounds the same,
Never mind, I can never return.


Will I die in this room alone?
Will I vanish behind my door?
I won't fight, I won't fight anymore.
Tonight...

Father come back,
For I am overwhelmed.
Relieve your soul,
I'm crying out for you.
So far...

I don't want to show my disease,
And I don't want to die with this lowly feeling.
I don't want to show my disease,
And I don't want to die with this lowly feeling.
I don't want to show my disease,
And I don't want to die with this lowly feeling.
I don't want to show my disease,
And I don't want to die with this lowly feeling.