Story of True Demons

Daughter of white

'm sorry for being alive"
A habit I keep on saying
I've always been softly complaining
A meaningless existance

Everybody in my village has beautiful green hair
I'm an outcast with white hair that no one has
Deep in the forest stands an old tree
I always come here alone and pray to God

Living all alone
Is very sad
I just want someone, anyone
To be my friend

I met her right neear the old tree
It began when I saved her while she was unconcious on the ground
Before long, we became close
But that girl and I are very different

She had the most beautiful green hair in the village
She was loved by everyone with her kind voice and smile
Why are you being so kind to me?
Are you just pitying me because I'm so inferior to you?

You gently hold me and say to me as I was cringing
"You're the most wonderful person I met"
I cried in her arms

Even if the entire world
Laughed and despised me
I had a person who needed me
That's all I need to be happy

We ran away from the village and started living in the city
Even though everythign seems unfamiliar, it's okay because we're together
We became servants under a wealthy merchant lady
It's a job we chose in order to live
One day, a blue haired man came by the mansion
Their encounder twisted everything

A prince from across the ocean. He fell deeply in love with her
So much that he rejected the neiboring queen's marriage proposal

The land was engulfed in war
The queen gave the order
"Seek out every green-haired woman and kill them"

Everyone, everyone was gone
Except for myself with the white hair
I wish that I could've died in your place
Why...Why...

"I'm sorry for being alive"
A habit I keep on saying
I've always been softly complaining 
A boring existance

I started living in a small chapel near the harbor
I heard a rumor that the queen died int he revelation
I met her near the chapel
It began when I saved her while she was unconcious on the ground

Before long, we became close
But that girl and I are very different

In the empty confession box at night
I overheard her confession
Ah, how can this be?
She is indeed...The Daughter of Evil

In a harbor at the edge of town
Stands a lonely girl
I come up from behind her
I take a knife out of my pocket 
I point it at her back
And swing it up

There's something I have to apologize to you
I couldn't take your revenge
She is the girl I was back then
A very, very lonely girl
Living all alone
Is very sad

That girl who couldn't do anything
Improved a little in her cooking
The brioche she made for snack
Was baked very well

At that moment, at the harbor
I saw an illusion
I wonder who that boy was?