Despicable. Yes his life was nothing but a twisted maze full of dead ends. This first bing his very birth, then the death of his parents and the death of A. Then three murders. But he created some of those dead ends. Why have to face all the trials of your life, when you could become the 'cause of the demise others lives? And that's why he was a killer.
I Bury The Dead Yeah
Secret Place In My Head
Shovel Underneath My Bed
Caught With My Hands Red
Red. The sticky color of blood. It. Was all over his hands and face. Not blood though, he'd washed that off quite a while ago. Jam. Delicious strawberry jam. L loved strawberries. B loved them mashed up in his hands. Just like Lawliet's pride would be after he failed at solving the case
Midnight Is Creeping In
My Tightrope Is Wearing Thin
Watching The Devil Grin
Darkness, It Waits Within
Who knew where he would go after his death? Hell most likely. Where had A gone? If suicidal people went to Hell would he see him there? the hours were slowly fading away the minutes before his self inflicted demise creeping closer like a cat about to spring onto his prey.
All I Ever Known
Is The Unknown
In My Haunted Home
With The Rattling Bones
In My Heart Of Stone
Where The Ghosts Roam
When The Walls Bleed
I Will Bury You Deep
I Will Bury You Deep
Six Foot Deep
Six Foot.
He appeared to be a heartless killer. A murder without feelings. Heartless. But no, Beyond had feelings, they were just subdued. He had a heart but it was stone. Or maybe ice. Because ice isn't permanently frozen. The L copy tried to remember his days at whammy's but all he could pull out of the vast void in his sick mind was A's death. The one person who understood him was splayed out on the floor with knives jammed into several of his major organs. Blood on the floor. Blood Beyond suddenly craved to see elsewhere.
Walk To The Boneyard
Wind Is Blowing So Hard
Carrying The Death Card
Mind Is Broken Into Shards
13 13. 13 was the number on the death tarot card. He the slaughterer with the Shinihami eyes had that number for his own
In This Place That I Despise
Something Therein Evil Lies
Planning Out My Grim Demise
Someday We All Shall Die
They were going to die anyways. So was he. Death by his own hand. But he had to show L.
All I Ever Known
Is The Unknown
In My Haunted Home
With The Rattling Bones
In My Heart Of Stone
Where The Ghosts Roam
When The Walls Bleed
I Will Bury You Deep
I Will Bury You Deep
Six Foot Deep
Six Foot
"Yessss L..." he hisses wickedly. You will want to crawl six feet under ground when you can't solve the case. Dear A. You shall finally be avenged.
He grinned even though he was breaking inside.
