My cuore is shattered, it tatters and I'm but an outcast in my mind. My soul has faded and left me, I am but a corpse, walking among the living though I know very well that I am not. The spazio where my cuore once was aches as my mind brakes, and I slip slowly into the darkness known as despair. I feel nothing for there is nothing to feel, T care for nothing to care for, An I regret nothing for I am nothing. And for she who made me thins, I give her this message, and nothing more.