Marcia Howard & Mary Black I was angry with my friend I told him so and my wrath did end I was angry with my foe told him not and my wrath did grow
Some people get bit from the inside, When they talk it's cold and sour. And no, there's nothing they can do now. They've had their way too many times.
Prevod: Mary Black. Posion Tree.
I could waist away with politics, or drown myself with wine. Confine myself to solitude, and inject poison into my mind. Meanwhile outside, everything
Now is your time to die, We're gathered here to say goodbye, No more you'll cry, No reason left for you to fight, Feel pain no more, Emotions never felt
