Deserted jungle we were.
Tsunami of hate and passion.

Despair in the air.
Us can never be repair.

Good nights we wish they were.
Beg for sovereignty in our heads.
The black coat hanging in the mirror.
A doll eyes would never cry.
My little sock I left in the water drown.

Despair in the air.
Us can never be repair.

Forgotten lovers we were.
Diseases all over our beds.
These unhealthy feelings that are none but error.
Cristal clear was our heart eye.
See my cadaver while dirt is brown.

-FujoshiiPanda-kun