On all of this earth
No hole is deep enough
To swallow all your lies

In all of that Heaven
No angel merciful enough
To forgive all your sins

In all of your time
Not distractions enough
To fill up your void

In all your journeys
There is not speed enough
To escape your past

So tell me, lonely wanderer,
What you see at road’s end;
Dead love you can not mend?