My heart is nothing but a nest,
Breeding ground for the hopeless dreams
In deed i’ve made those sacrifices, i secretly despised

In the world that never gives it to me,
For i don’t ever trust
In the words of guilt you trilled to me,
The trace of faith i lost

My life, that seemed to be so fine,
Collapsed right before my eyes
The thing i believed was left behind, burned secretly inside

In the world that never gives it to me,
For i don’t ever trust
In the words of guilt you trilled to me,
The trace of faith i lost

The truth i falsified or altered, and denied that…

…i’ve been wandering in the dark
Have i been mended by time?

The last drop of tears, it can’t last for years for…

…i’ve been wandering in the dark
And i’ve been mended by time