I wasn't like this before,
But I don't know anymore.
I don't feel the same
And I am the one to blame.
Once, I was bright,
I was nice, was like light.
Now what have I become?
I really don't want to know even some.
I am nothing but a monstrosity,
A predator in the city,
That calls herself a chairwoman.
Don't even try to count every sin.
Are we all monsters?
Do we all have eye-lasers?
Can we incinerate you with a glare,
Break you with just a stare?
Maybe I should have tried harder,
Maybe I could've become better,
But it's too late anyway.
By me, never do they stay.
Now the war is over.
I haven't wished on a single lucky clover.
The battle is finished.
Their deaths I have relished.
But it doesn't feel good.
Now I know they've been fooled.
Every warrior who fought for me
Should never have listened to me.
Almost all of them died,
But I never lied -
Those that we killed were all evil.
Of violence, I've had my fill.
I am a monster,
In my hands there is another razor,
As I smile at the reflection in the mirror
And think of their terror.
The terror there is as they scream and run,
But I am afraid that I'm not done.
I have become a monster,
I have to be an actor.
Since I've been forced onto this stage,
I cannot contain my rage.
I am nothing but a monstrosity,
A broken heart that's lost morality.
I don't know who I am,
So you'd better all scram.
Who should I put the blame on?
I think my humanity's gone.
Now that I know I was a mere pawn,
I will strike back right at dawn.
No one can control me
While I'll never live in harmony.
Footnote
Hellenia
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