I know what you went through I see the scars when they open again I followed you over here I saw how much it hurts in you. These are the memories of a bad past The memories of a past that has no end. Fear is like sticking thorns Do not be afraid, because it's just dead memories And when you are falling Children will be coming to you With songs that make you returns for me That make you correct your past These are the memories of a bad past The memorie s of a past that has no end. Fear is like sticking thorns Do not be afraid, because it's just dead memories Are just dead memories Dead memories Dead memories Dead memories