Lost sin, these hopeless kin so desperately

Compose her

Come closer

She'll steel her heart and shoulder apathy

Your sorrow, she'll borrow

I hear the wanderlust call out to me

Distortions

Misfortunes

Beneath the undertow with breathless glee

There I'd stay

Till I sang

Don't break down

I'll call the light, I swear we won't lose now

Clear soft sounds

With endless love for you she'll live somehow

With harbored thoughts she slowly falls asleep

Her soft sighs, pierce the night

Cold broken barks on blackened evergreens

They comfort her slumber

Burned cities welcome her like royalty

They transverse this dark curse

She'll go on repeating the same routine

Till one day, she'll exclaim...