Did it ever occur to you that life is too short to play with?
It’s too short to be living in the past when you should live now and enjoy thorough every day.
So I won’t let a little bastard like you make me stay in the past because one mistake you made.
You’re in the past and that’s where you’re going to stay.
Au revoir..
Yann Tierson — Comptine d’Un Autre Été (By TheChiefEmperor)
I want to know where you are.
One week in the grave
does the darkness surround you or is it the light?
Even if the emptiness grows with each day passes by I’m content because I think it was time for you to stop suffering.