You see I have no desire to be a half-breed
Life is truly strange
Our only commonality is our lack of common ground;
from the moment I first cried at birth a trickle of tears has somehow persisted all the way to this very day
She actively seeks out death welcoming it on her own terms
We all harbor both evil and goodness yet in our own eyes we are never in the wrong
How can I preserve the warmth of your body and the strength of your embrace
How can I hold onto the rhythm of your heartbeat from that day
I love the thrill that comes with a perfect scene
An atmosphere so vastly different
and those eyes that locked with mine for a fleeting moment
I don't much care for thinking
Because if I did you would see a boy—engulfed in flames—plummeting to his death
I command the shadows;they cannot control me
If my life is to have meaning I must live it on my own terms
In her icy gaze I see the ferryman of souls from the underworld
Words gleaned from the pages of a book
It’s incredible I’ve never seen the Milky Way with my own eyes
Tell him I am sorry
I will not follow your path;I choose to walk my own
Even power must sometimes bow before wisdom
True beauty lies in finding one's most fitting most natural place
To achieve perfection you must feel perfect within yourself
So in the end everything is destined to scatter into the wind
Then I shall live out a human life in your stead Messenger
If I am destined to burn then I shall burn with dazzling brilliance
We are lost in this world and this world is a wretched place
Remember what it feels like to be human
Here let the bond between the gods transform into the essence of chemistry and transmutation
In this world there shall be no more Messenger God
