Get life, surprisingly haughty.

I suck, man.

Just cry, and beg Christ for forgiveness.

It's a night for salvation.

It's a time where all butterfly chrysalises change.

Those bittersweet nervous days.

I want to get back the heart I had back then.

I want this only.

I'm searching, in that silver light.

There are people crying and people fighting.

The people I love, and the me I loved.

No one realized, but... Why?

Yea, the painless trance shall continue like this.

Let's search, don't ask for the answer.

I want to find it in a fight til' the end.

There's not much time, in life.

That's the way to start.

When I hurt someone, I'm wounded, too.

But I keep searching endlessly.

I can't see anything, but.. Why?

I'm sure the painless trance will continue like this.

Hiding fear and sorrow.

I feel like I miss someone.

My heart's about to break and die.

When I say I want to die, I feel like I want to live.

In this silver light.

When I say I miss you, I feel like I can't see you.

In this light of sorrow.