Do you think I would ever
Forget the place
Where I came from?
Do you think I would ever
Forget the place
Where I spent my childhood there?
Where I sat and let them see
When I was bleeding to death.

I will never forget
Me standing in the frost
Bleeding.
Watching the snow dilute in blood.
Your touch, and sweet knife.
I will never forget -
Her standing there
Letting me die,
But wishing me alive.

No!
I don't hate you
Oh!
I do forgive you
No!
I won't forgive her
For she stood and watched
Doing nothing,
To shield me
From this hell...!

All I'm wishing for her,
Is what she let me grew up in.

No!...