These songs I hear from the past
That reminds me of the religion that was
Stops me from moving on the way I need to
To put behind me the things I should
You the embodiment of hate
I desperately holding on to the past
Your mind all made up
The way you were wronged
My world falling apart and all torn
In which universe should things be so wrong
You who meant to me embodiment of love itself
With you it was still about embarrassment and regrets
This hatred you felt
You were no longer the same
My world that was falling apart
My belief that could not believe
Love could have such an ugly face
Now that I know how much you hated
Now that I know what you meant
The religion of hatred you were
My world of love you had always been