i'm the host of remorse in a town of revenge i can try to heal everyone for them i can write it in blood and send it to you remember to remind you with my worst but i was always civilized sad advance to reserve in atrophy so i find solace in resending my regrets and time will move on to the next waiting station closer to the target i missed but i was only missing something sense to believe in something strong faith in some reward as time is wasting all of us deformed i left her in may the fifth of dismay but i'm going to keep my trophy