To all the people that fill the land--

Mended or fragile hearts do not stand a chance

Then Hark! This message is for you

Love is meant to be broken, broken in two

Do not care for times needless heeds, this I say

For love will only have a taste of great dismay

Love would only be a matter of fleeting forever

And so hurt and doubt will never come to sever

May it be that love never comes as a welcome

Tragedy, despair, anguish, Hades where it's swelters from

Already would the bud wither and decay away

The picture of your future is as clear as day

Nevertheless, if you heed these words

Leaving love, will help keep your mind from a blur

Then no sorrows will come to haunt your soul

And love wouldn’t dare create this morbid empty hole