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