Tekst:
Hurt Process The Last Goodbye

So this is it, so this is it. This is our last goodbye, I had visions of us torn apart while we sat to cry. But it's ripped from view, just as we have

Herald: Make way! Make way! Make way for the funeral procession of Doctor Victor von Frankenstein, maker of monsters!

left it, with these last four bars take feelings and supress them, force scars to heal release passive agression, free myself from any lasting impressions, goodbye