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The car is crashed in many pieces,
Bodies are laying on the road.
Blood is dripping into the sewer.
The smell of death is over-taken.
His neck is broken against a driving wheel,
Her face is smashed with broken glass.
Their wounds will never heal
Their love have already passed.

The wedding rings are hardly scratched
With breathless bodies they are detached.
Disturbing peace the engine's crying
Even angels nowadays dying.


Why do you need a reason,
To forgive the things that I have told?
Our love have passed
And northing's left except this cold...