Lives lived with wishes and dreams,
If they're unfulfilled, should they not knock at my door?
I watch all attentively
"What foolish Angels."
A high-reaching throat and body, disguised as a dark Tower
Slowly gulps down lives,
Gouging out souls
Hey, you wanted this, didn't you?
That's why we made a deal
Such tragic souls
Are my favorite meal
Welcome to my stomach
Love and insanity's final destination
You too will soon be gobbled whole
Is it not fantastic to be a Demon?
"Oh, God, why?" Hm?
"I don't want this!" You cry
Just accept it-this is fate!
The next, next, next meal
I eagerly await
Myths, lives, the destinies of people, even carelessly falling in love
This quiet Demon laughs loud
"What great tools."
Ah, I just can't seem to get enough
Of tasting their ignorant hearts
Possessing their little lives,
Hooking into their souls
Ah, it dwells in you, does it not?
The dream to see him again
Indeed, in this tragedy,
You're the 'King'
Souls, be swallowed
As love and insanity press hands together
The Customers start to fall
And they press even closer to the Darkness
"Let me go!" You lament
"I've had enough." You wail
You think I care? This is fate!
This lovely, inviting, hungry Dark
Is the real thing!
How idiotic are your lives
Time and time again, you resist
But the story always ends the same
Recklessly, uncouthly,
Crying, weeping, howling, writhing
Ah, what delicious souls!
Before you even ask "How?"
You should already know-this is what I do!
A Dark miracle
Snaps and crumbles
"I don't even care anymore."
Again and again, you just sit and cry
And even as the end starts to come,
The next, next, next to come,
The next, and the next soul,
And the next, the next, I'll still greet