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Listen to my heart, please don't try to make it beat again.

I like it here in limbo where the telephone never rings.

You are not a messenger of love, you are a messenger of hate & destruction.

You stroll the seashore, collecting the empty shells of empty men, at times hoping they would come back to life so that you can destroy them all over again.

You are not a messenger of love, you are a messenger of hate & destruction.

Broke me down & smiled as you walked away.

No kiss goodbye, no last words to say.

You are not a messenger of love, you are a messenger of hate & destruction.