Disclaimer:  I don't own Sailor moon.  I am not drawing a profit from this.  Etc.  You know the drill. 

Notes: I don't know where this one came from, or why.  It's Dimando's POV to Serenity, with sort of a fusion of his manga and anime ideals.  I think it's probably set in time a little bit before Wiseman really took over, though.  

Twenty-Four Carat Heart

Lady, please tell me

Just how you struck gold.

I'm numb from the brow down,

My heart is so cold. 

I'd like you to warm it,

But what would you say?

Would you narrow those blue eyes

and turn me away?

Lady, please tell me—

When you became Queen—

How you saw my people,

Why you were so mean. 

When you look at me,

you see faces of old. 

But please, let me tell you,

I'm not of their mold. 

Lady, please explain

Who made up this rule. 

What gives you the right

To be so damned cruel? 

What happened to freedom?

To freedom of choice?

And just when did yours

Become the only voice? 

Lady, please tell me

When you got so high. 

How you could condemn

So many to die—

A death of the soul,

And a death of the mind.

Lady, please tell me,

If you're so inclined. 

They say you're an angel,

A beacon of light. 

I think I'd believe, but,

You're my people's blight. 

I would ask you to love me,

It's one way to start. 

And if I can't have you,

I'll tear you apart. 

Lady, please tell me

Just what you will think

When we come from the sky

In our ships black as ink,

And we torture your people

As you've tortured mine,

And we throw into action

Our plan—my design. 

We'll rewrite history,

And strike out your role—

Your future, your failings,

Your crystal, your soul! 

I'll take it all back

For myself, for my clan. 

And you'll never foresee

This—our beautiful plan. 

For you'll be in your crystal,

Your palace, your tomb. 

And under my rule,

The destruction will bloom. 

But first, Lady, tell me

Would you take me in? 

Would you cradle my head

And forgive me my sin?

If you will, I will take you,

And make you my Bride,

And we'd rule the whole world,

Over far, over wide. 

But if you won't love me,

You may break my heart. 

And if I can't have you,

I'll tear you apart. 

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