Deformed

I'm the host of remorse in a town of revenge

I can try to heal everyone for them

I can write it in blood and send it to you

Remember to remind you with my worst

But I was always civilized sad advance

To reserve in atrophy so I find solace

In resending my regrets and time

Will move on to the next waiting

Station closer to the target

I missed but I was only missing something

Sense to believe in something strong

Faith in some reward as time is

Wasting all of us deformed I left

Her in may the fifth of dismay but

I'm going to keep my trophy