Who Is He?
Convincing, that he has no wickness,
That he is like a king, a God.
He can't be killed.
In all he's fearless
And he decide; you're dead or not.
You see this character as evil,
The perfect and the cruel villain
With eyes so cold and
Damned dark soul –
He never, never let you go...
But down in deep, in this iced heart,
Unbearable hurt torn's him apart.
It broke him to pieces, and left there hole,
It made him so cruel, and left him alone.
Betrayed by his mother,
Who made on him a curse.
Hated by his father...
What could be worse?!
Nobody cared for him for the years
Nobody was at his side, just obeyed
Yes he's impulsive, but who of us not?
Having such a past – the boy's only lost.
I beg you forgive him,
Not love... but forgive!
He's not such a killer,
What you want him to be.
I beg you look at his side,
Which is bleeding
With these bloody eyes,
Which made me to feel it.
I beg you do not be so hard to this Lord,
And make him beloved.