Don’t worry this time,
Ill be dead before you get home...

The sound of fate,
Finding true love...

Over these years,
There’s been so many tears...

So very broken is,
Everything I left here...

Look…
Eye to eye...

Watching the sulking sun,
Looking back, slowly sipping rum...

Day by day,
Its fate at play...

Years and years,
Pass by...

Right now I'm crying,
Trying to let out some emotion...

The hatred that was savored for myself,
That induced the scars to appear on my wrists...

Why do I have to say goodbye,
Everyone knew this is what I wanted...

Megalomaniacal ego,
Plurge my soul...