Disclaimer: I only own Tethalar and Shadow (shown in first-person). Bionicle belongs to Lego and the lyrics belong to their respective writers.
Artist: Disturbed
Song: Inside the Fire
Oh Devon, won't go to Heaven
She's just another lost soul, about to be mine again
Leave her, we will receive her
It is beyond your control, will you ever meet again
It was always the same dream; Tethalar, flame engulfing her slender form, fighting for her life against scores of Vile's servants. Whenever one of the mutated beings got to close, she would spin a web of silver and death as she parried and counter-attacked with her twin swords. Occasionally, Tethalar's blades would channel flame, sending waves of fire spilling into the enemies around her. But no matter what she did, there was always more that kept coming.
Devon, one of eleven
Who was rendered unwhole as a little child
She was taken, and then forsaken
You will remember it all, let it blow your mind again.
In the dream, I am always at a short distance. A few more steps would have put me into the fight. But no matter what I did, it seemed I could never reach her to help her. I would draw my own sword, but every swing I made always came short of scratching the mutated filth separating us. My feet were heavy and I would be unable to lift them. My wings failed and the demon inside howled in anger and fear, longing to be set free.
Devon lies beyond this portal, take the word of one immortal
Give your soul to me,
For eternity
Release your life, to begin another time with her
End your grief with me, there's another way
Release your life,
Take your place inside the fire with her
It was like I was never there. The sky darkened and the twin suns hid their faces as the evil of this world practiced their acts. The once green grass underfoot turned to ash, not by her flame but by the hate and greed of a diseased mind. The swift moving river, which flowed through this world, once carried life. Now it turned as black as death itself, and only pain and sorrow are carried in its wake.
Sever, now and forever
You're just another lost soul about to be mine again
See her, you'll never free her
You most surrender it all in your life to meet again
Then I would see his face. Vile, the Lord of Poison and Master of Sickness, would be staring at me and laughing at my failing attempts. My inner demon would scream for vengeance and try even harder to get out as I barely kept it under my control. Vile's faceless mask, and crown, would call to me; beckoning me to give in to the anger and all the emotions swelling inside me. But only her look would give me the strength I needed to hold it back.
Fire, all you desire
As she begins to turn cold and run out of time
You will shiver, till you deliver
You will remember it all, let it blow your mind again
A look of fierce determination that was not directed at me, but yet it was for me. Vile would see my strength holding and speak in a language I can no longer remember. Then a warm feeling, almost like a bath in golden light, would hit me from behind. The demon within would hiss and cower in fear, while Vile would scream, a sound that shook the very ground itself. And only then would she look at me.
Devon lies beyond this portal, take the word of one immortal.
Give your soul to me, for eternity
Release your life, to begin another time with her
End your grief with me, there's another way
Release your life, take your place inside the fire with her
In that moment, nothing mattered but her smile as she looked into me eyes. Time would freeze as she raised her sword in a solute, and chains that I didn't know had been binding me fell to the ground; never to be seen again. Feeling free, I would ready myself to charge into the evil and to her aid. But she was no longer in their midst. Instead, she would be hanging limp in his claws. I threw myself at Vile, my own claws ready to tear him apart.
Devon, among the livin'
Who had been rendered unwhole as a little child
She was taken, and then forsaken
You will remember it all, let it blow your mind again.
And then I would wake up. My body trembling with restlessness and fear at not knowing the outcome of a dream that might become reality. The soft moon light soothed me while the wind swept over me, calming me. Following the wind, a faint smell of something unknown yet utterly familiar would reach me, bringing me to full alert. But before I can make a move, something besides me stirs. I hear laughter that sends chills up my spine, as I stare at her still form lying next to me.
~Shatter Dave~