Two pairs of eyes, both alike in one mind,
In this place we call earth, a life wonders,
From a meek small town to a lonely heart.
Where a singled soul becomes a surreal mist,
Oh, from one savior He chose eve’lasting, 
Death is surely in my favor just like you.
Surreality is trying to break free,
Pick me up, keep me close, erase sorrow.
Sacrifice a lot, just for a little.
In me you fix me transforming thy soul,
Never giving up, therefore, you have hope,
A characteristic that blinds the heart,
Not knowing who to trust on this cold earth,
and mat’er what, one pair of eyes will die.