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(Pepper Keenan, Phil Anselmo)

All scorn me

A monster should be feared

Witch hunt blame

Regret and damn the day

I scream

Fallen leaves

From the same family tree

Wind blown halves

Regret is all that's left... all that's left

Words cut deeply

(There is) no secrecy

So long since seeing

My lifetime appealing

The two are not healing

I cannot help feeling regret... regret

Reflecting on our memories...

We know the pains of living...

And I know he's seeing both of we

Regret he would not want to be

I scream...