It still hurts,       it really does..            but you can't see that.  No,         you're happy now..      that's all you can see..
goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend,    you've been the one,     for me..


Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to hell.
I'm writing this letter and wishing you well,
Mama, we all go to hell.

And when we go don't blame us, yeah.
We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.
You made us, oh, so famous.
We'll never let you go.
And when you go don't return to me my love.

Mama, we're all full of lies.
Mama, we're meant for the flies.
And right now they're building a coffin your size,
Mama, we're all full of lies.

We're damned after all.
Through fortune and flame we fall.
And if you can stay then I'll show you the way,
To return from the ashes you call.

We all carry on,
When our brothers in arms are gone..
So raise your glass high,
For tomorrow we die,
And return from the ashes you call..


And later on,        we all gonna' die..