The end is not yet emanate
As though it seems it has passed...

There is no way to say sorry, for sorry is not...
Passing prestigious affairs through what happened...

I stand by her side tainted by her
I see her stare, the feeling of vengeance she...

I stand in front of her, glaring at her arm, as...
I examine her badly cut arm seeing all her inner...

I stand by, letting her crush me into pieces...
Thinking it will bring me closer to her...