For the drifted hearts

For the hearts that drifted so apart

With sorrows and hatred, they make art.

Howls and cries drummed on deaf ears

With torn hearts, beginning of end seems so near.

I wish you take again in your hands

The reigns you held to save them from being damned.

You left your treasures in fragile covers

They all seem foes, they are not lovers

Like mesiah you will now have to rise

Damage they did, make them realize

Crush them with love and give them reasons

So that happily they stay together in all the seasons.