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Once I pledged
to my own heart
that I'd save you from
the whirlpool of grief you've drowned in.

If the unyielding gears
that move time forward should rust,
I won't be able to return; I hate this world.

I want to break everything apart,
but I still can't go anywhere,
because of my memories.
All I could do was hold tight to
the time when I was happy,
and carve the distant sound of
the footsteps of dreams into my heart.

From outside comes the shadow of
the chasm of deepest night.
I can't help but feel that someday,
something will come from there to take you away.

Though I never told you of it,
I want the thread of darkness to remain beautiful.
I want to close my eyes: you need true mind.

Though buried in rubble,
desire still jolts
my old wounds.
Kindness is an aphrodisiac,
a sigh a single drop;
phantoms of the past and
your footsteps echo here.

The shining voice is so warm;
I thought I'd be allowed to stay for a while,
but much to my regret,
it seems I was mistaken.

I want to break everything apart,
but I still can't go anywhere,
because of my memories.
All I can do is hold tight to
the time when I was happy,
and carve the distant sound of
the footsteps of dreams into my heart.
I can hear them now....