My heart has started breaking
My hesitation is the shot that pierces through your hollow chest
I begged for you to help me
You said you’d still believe in “us” until you breathe your final breath

Head in our hands, should we pray for a miracle?
We shall again, fall against a tragedy
Repeating endlessly into the darkness
Crying out in pain, confusion, spite and anger
This person is the blood teller!

I don’t want to cry, I’d rather not go on anymore
But the love we share continues to get involved
I can see you turn and cry as you continue [bad word] 
Right after me, when will you dare to stop?

The future, our dream world, what is reality? 
Look towards the door that changes fate
Destroy it or open? Please help me make the choice
I never want to hear those words: “It’s too late”