Every moment I feel your love
you ought to know...
every night you whisper in dream
but you left me alone
except my memories
as the empty room is scented with you.

I would believe in you
it must not be a dream
still wrecked mind
everything reminds me of you.

Even if you should be fake
what would it matter for me?
Waiting for you turn me on
burning the embers of reverie of you.

Have I been hacked my ghost?
Was that the simulated past?
Even so you're the one
I can feel the embers of reverie
I can see...
I can hear...
I can touch...
I can't stand anymore...