Even though I've screamed
All my guts out,
People will never believe
What's tormenting
My whole heart.
I've been bearing all this pain myself
For a long term;
Now I have more to carry despite the carriage
Being too much to drive...
Terror is the company,
And friends are being enemies;
Wishlist is now on their control.
How could you still choose
The path of sever phenomenon?
The twinges of the core will devour my soul,
If I stay awake a second more;
Yet I shall choose the path
Where you've put your throat
Under the sword.