I saw things
That I wish I had not seen
I heard things
That I wish I had not heard
And now that I have
I am afraid

Dears are dying
In front of my eyes
Leaving after - Sadness
And unceased sorrow

I'll always know
The feeling of regret
Or how life is easy to spoil
But hard to get
It is hard for me- you bet

Living near cemeteries
And with my own eye-
I see the open heaven's door
And only ask "Why?"