What a bad luck that I met them.
I can't find words to describe it.
Which smith did carve your heart?
I knew him, he was a friend.
He didn't anaesthetise me when
he trampled the memories, tore the dream apart.
So how can I forgive him?
I don't want understanding.
I don't want consolation.
I want to believe in human.
I escape from revenge, I fight though I know that
many a time I will be let down.
Dull pain is drilling in my soul.
He was like God so I didn't doubt.
It's a compliment to call you a liar.
I don't know if I'll ever
shake the hand of a traitor again
'cause I blindly trusted, I truly loved.
So how can I forgive him?
I don't want understanding.
I don't want consolation.
I want to believe in human.
I escape from revenge, I fight though I know that
many a time I will be let down.
I believe in love, I believe in friendship.
It will strengthen me a lot, it will strengthen me.
I don't want understanding.
I don't want consolation.
I want to believe in human.
I escape from revenge, I fight though I know that
many a time I will be let down.