Staring at her
A heart filled with joy
Embracing the cold
Kissing the solitude
My heart a black abyss

As I hold the Orchid
She'll soon be given
It slowly withers
Empty and hollow
As the shell of isolation
Surrounding me

Back to my dark cavern
Filled with dead objects
What once seemed
My source of hopes
Is now devoured by wrath

Rid the world of her puny existence
Your fate is being lonely
Rid yourself of her puny existence
The world holds no compassion for you