Once a red beating heart, Left with the void filled with emptiness, The warmth used to linger around my finger, Distinguished with frozen soul, The world still black and white, As I succumbed in the cold wind, Struggle not to lose my last piece of sanity, To the fantasy ceased to exist from reality This endless slumber to find you in the thousand dream, Wish for existence of you never fade,
From this abyss of despair, As the last breath of mine, Will be yours, For us to meet,