Take a look at me in this picture,

Wide smile that’s never looked richer

Everyone in the family is over the moon; especially her, looming over me.

You’d never guess the photo was taken when the soul was broken

And rain pelted down like blood.

Trimmed with glass, eyes shut and curtains covered

Can’t you hear us screaming SOS? Sirens wailing out of our chests                               

Get a little closer and you’ll see

The bond is just imaginary

At least give me a chance to smile here in this world of opaque glass

Communication isn’t part of our style

But I can’t let the flying shards pass; not anymore.

Let’s dye our worlds; even we can’t wield these swords,

I just have to get through you and we can beat this game.

So let’s drown our worlds; let the moon catch us in the waves,

After our rendezvous through hell we can end this game.