An angel has fallen,
A star from heaven,
The Darkness that rises,
From Dead Hearts, Eleven,
He feels the pain of burning,
The pain of rejection,
Even as he feels, a dark yearning,
The love he once felt,
Returned with hatred,
Comes before his eyes,
With glowing words, the matrix,
White lights black shadows,
All surround him now,
And through all the horror, he knows,
The only one he loved,
The only one protected,
Has killed him, and hurt him,
Has felt the most rejected,
My Foolish little one, he thinks,
His heart broken,
You never got it, Otoutou,
Never suspected,
You see, he thought,
I thought you would notice,
The orders, the ordeal, and the hearts,
All broken,
I leave my body,
Have left my mind,
And as a Final wish, young one,
You should know.
The angel fallen,
The angel dead
The angel gifted,
With the gift of dread,
Reaches with two fingers,
For his young brothers face,
To poke him one last time,
To tell him, to make him see,
In the end the angel falls completely,
His only remnants a trail of blood,
Down a face,
And two words,
"Foolish Otoutou"