His darkness like so many,
he with nothing left.
Always living in that hatred,
death beyond his grasp.
Taken by a madman's game.
The lust for power clouding his thoughts.
He no longer sane,
by the brother he once loved.
But, no was it love?
Or just a bitter hate?
When one must make sacrifices,
for the revenge yet to be made.
To go this far just to kill,
the one who broke your mind.
Why can't you see,
that there will always be,
a love stronger than vengeance's bind?
The one who will love you till she dies.
A rivalry much like brotherly ties,
for he who had nothing left.
But he could not see that he didn't.
Blinded forever by those crimson eyes.
Unable to tell truth from lies,
lost in the dark.
Caught in a twisted snare.
How can he bear,
to kill that friendly rivalry,
and destroy that girl's love?
He'd be like the one
he's been searching of.
Because that one made him this creature.
Filled with tortured woe.
The one who says everyday,
that he has nothing left.