More than everything

Have you ever been so angry, that you wanted to kill it all?
To destroy, to slay, to make it pass the day.

Have you ever been so furious, until you blocked the entire screen?
Making a sin.

But more than everything have you ever done the thing,
The thing when it's the point of no return.
Something you were about to regret,
Not so long afterwards.

Oh, the remorse, it hurts more than everything,
Because you cannot change it after you did it.
More than everything, your conscience will suffer more than everything, after doing the one little thing.

Have you ever been so mad, you wanted to destroy, to vanquish.
Maybe conquer a little state, making a terror regime, some fire no one can extinguish.

Have you ever been so appalled, you wanted to destroy it all, and to make them disappear?
But more than everything, you know, is the feeling that you get when you know you did it wrong.

Oh, the remorse, it hurts more than everything,
Because you cannot change it after you did it.
More than everything, your conscience will suffer more than everything, after doing the one little thing.

Oh, the remorse, it hurts more than everything,
Because you cannot change it after you did it.
More than everything, your conscience will suffer more than everything, after doing the one little thing.

Oh, the remorse, it hurts more than everything,
Because you cannot change it after you did it.
More than everything, your conscience will suffer more than everything, after doing the one little thing.