The true song of the world is a sad one!
All that is done, somehow gets undone
She fear, what is not
And hopes for what is already lost!
She speaks not what her heart screams!
Lost in oblivion, her loveliest dream!
She bleeds as her soul bleeds
Let it bleed, for there are no leads!
Self pity is the curse of her race
Scratch a happy face, Oh, unhappy face!