Going underground, I continued to dig a hole without knowing how far it would go my scoop, wet by the earth in one hand, I searched for your arm. Patching together a patchwork happiness as I sowed the seed, I was crushed by your strength. Feeling my way on top of you, by the moonlight.
tangled up, I believed I could be your resting place...

Where will this eternity I envisioned, secluded within my cocoon
take seed and blossom into a flower, I wonder?
soon the morning will bring back the dark night
and take my eyes.

If you can't hear me screaming,
destroy me by your hand
while I can still be called "me".
your arms that catch me,
turn to a peaceful dust
and again I look quietly to the heavens.

Burn, no going back to the place I promised
running across the earth stained black
by the pain of being torn apart
look for me, flying with ease.

The marks your palms left behind can't be removed...

Inspired with the game, "Fatal Frame II"