World used to call us *wierd*
That was the style we *reared*
Except God, there was no one we *feared*
That's how our bond *appeared*

We were each other's *mystery*
It all now just a *history*

All that charm is just *lost*
Just like melted *frost*
But at what *cost*?

All that I can say is:
"Once a upon a time our bond was as strong as an *emery*
Now it was become just an unforgettable *memory*