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The Bitter Truth

Once, I have a time machine
From the beast that insist
Pushing me to look at in
And now I realize why he persists

I can saw me, with pride and glory
With the angel beside me
Fighting all the challenges and those who not agree
With blood all over my body, and fire from my eyes to see

With gently and smooth, the angel telling me
Something that is good for me
And to my surprise, my body burnt by the furry
And I am the one who tearing apart her wings

It keeps going and going, like a horror that never ending
Its so painful that I let me taken over by the beast
And hurt the one that care me most, with my claw blindly
Let her cried alone, and i can only said sorry

I cant see more... It hurts me more
I can hear the beast laughing
I can feel again the warmth from my blood flowing
from the wound that just happen again

I am sorry dear...
For all the things I did to you
I am sorry...
I can see the past, but I cant turn back the time
I am sorry
I tried to find the one who break your wings, turn out its me
so I am sorry...
And now... i still love you after all the things I have done.. and you still love me too.. for that..
I am sorry...

V'z whfg ab bar...
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