These child's eyes that are the part of own
Will stay in mind and always follow
The burden you'll never escape

Last gaze was like a knife. No choice.
In fear your [bad word] cold. No sorrow.
Much pain for you that night. No regret.

You thought this would make no change
But now would rearrange
You thought this would make no change...

These child's eyes that are the part of own 
Will stay in mind and always follow
The burden you'll never escape

You chased for fun
Were blind to face the future
But after all, your life is broken and is a nuisance

You thought this'll make no change
But now would rearrange