What hides beneath
Is much more intriguing
Than anything exterior may provide,
But would you unsheathe
This sword that is breathing
To cause our worlds to start up and collide?

Come, dare to go through
Things I'm feeling
Every day, in their entirety.
Come, and I'll lead you
Through this unappealing
World you're calling my insanity!

What my appearance says
Is somewhat alluring
To you and to others, I presume;
In your look I sense
The desires you're enduring,
Not hard to name, yet much harder to assume.

When you look at me
Tsurime's all you're seeing
(Not that it is untrue, au contraire - there is more),
But what appears to be
So misleading and deceiving
Is your idea of the soul, who
You tend to ignore.

The world beneath
The exterior that pleased you
Is fiercely complicated and obscure;
A deserted heath,
A quest you won't delve into
Lest you not feel too insecure.

Oh, come! Let me see you
Through all perils
And obstacles of your sheer reason,
Come, and I'll take you
To desert windmills
And my inner always perfect season!