You can all just go to Hell.

The color of happiness,
has always been rose.
But the colors of unhappiness,
are infinite.

All that glitters,
even the stars.
All the things precious,
even your life.
I can steal it all,
in the blink of an eye.

Oh, the lover's duel,
sadness and anguish,
fill the solemn air.
You had the best thing,
but you threw it away,
in confusion.
You try anything to get it
once again.
All your efforts fail,
into the endless darkness;
of Hell.