Fantasy beings and
Nightmarish fiends
Everyone finds happiness by their own special means

It's so difficult to testify
And believe that love can be nullified
We all pray for something when we're about to die
Hope can be found even after all your tears have long been cried

Hate is the bond that holds me
To you
Though it's really not your fault
You could have understood and pressed resume

Throughout the years
A little bit of everyone dies
All at once children are bathed in fears
Watching their father as he desperately cries

Flames consume every inch of me
And even though the pain shoots, I
Cool, chilled to the bone, thinking "it won't ever be"
Or will it, I do not know, though what I do is: my heart will never die