I open my eyes to a shimmering sunshine—
Greeted by haunting shadows of angels,
Who now rest in heaven.
Their cheerful souls have swept away,
While my spirit withers, trapped in this cage.

They might have passed away,
But it's me who actually died.

They're not here, but their echoes still sing to me,
Once melodies of a fairy who gifted life to the dead,
Now deadly songs of a mermaid,
Whose hypnotizing voice invites me to death,
So I lower the sails, let ominous winds sway me away.

I set sail into the vast ocean to hunt for
A treasure of new life—
To repair my abandoned ship.

Suddenly, I feel a warm and light touch on my shoulder,
An invitation of soft pink threads wishing to weave
An elegant tapestry of two lives.
I let them in and sew together my shattered heart,
Lover's hands begin but soon become my puppeteer.

I furiously snatch out all the cursed strings,
But the hooks leave behind a bleeding heart.

So I continue searching with my half-life,
I again feel threads beside me—
They are yellow threads,...