You,
With the blood red eyes and a heart full of regret,
No one knows what happened to you,
Do they?
You,
The boy who's name translates to 'life-line manipulator',
No one knows of your hunger,
Do they?
Your blood screams for flesh,
But you sit there wearing a mask.
You're afraid to show your true colors,
Aren't you?
You,
A demon's son and a worthless prophet,
They all died because of you,
Didn't they, boy?
You,
A monster playing human in this sad little world,
They don't know about you,
Do they?
