You are a scathing humor
You are a fragile tummy ache
Breaking the dishes in the kitchen
Violently you amuse me
Yet heaven is still the best place on earth
Do marriages fail?
Does blatant grass kill the snail?
For violence is the root of many distant trees
So take my soul and run away
And never give it back
For you\'re not the only one who has used me!
With all your might
Break my heart...
Shatter it into pieces!
For I don\'t need friends like you
Anymore!