Johan's Sharebook 

I have walked barefoot among nettles
Have had my face stung by a bee
I have been falling among rose thorns
But all that pain is nothing to me
Next to the pain that I am feeling
Since my loved one chose to walk away
To rest in someone else’s arms
And kiss on other lips

Will never more see her eyes sparkle
Will never more hear how she laughs
Will never more feel her soft kisses
Upon my longing mouth
  
My fairytale has ended
My sweet dream has gone away
Thus the world might as well end right now
I do not really care 
Just let the sky be burning
Let out all of the ten plagues
Let the apocalyptic riders in
Come old grim reaper, my dear friend
Come take me far away

Congratulations Beelzebub, you have been doing well
Let me walk on a hundred nettles
Let a thousand bees sting my face
Let me fall upon ten thousand thorns
And nothing will ever pain me as bad
As when my loved one chose to walk away
To rest in someone else’s arms
And kiss on other lips