• A discolored face
    A smile inked on
    “Hello, miss, are you alright?”

    Discolored tears
    Ripping through the mask
    “Tears of joy? I don’t think so.”

    More tears
    The façade is fading
    “Here, take my hand. I’ll help you up.”

    Sweet, salty droplets
    Burning skin
    “C’mon, let’s go play~”

    Feeling of revelation
    Yet, no one is watching.
    “No one can find us where we’re going…”

    Sins exposed
    Yet, no one can see them
    “Almost there…”

    Feeling of guilt
    An everlasting scar
    “Welcome, milady…”

    A discolored face—
    But the smile has gone.
    “…To the underworld.”