Disclaimer: I do not own "Concrete Angel" by Martina McBride (Stephanie
Bentley/Rob Crosby). Candidate for Goddess (Pilot Candidate) (Megami
Kouhosei), its plot, and all of its characters belong to its creators and
Sunrise, not in any way, shape, or form, to me.
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She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holdin' back
Wearin' the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with a linen and lace, oh
Here comes that weak repairer of mine again. I smirk as she sits and winces when she looks at me. She's so broken and small. It almost brings me to pity her. She was always like this, so submissive even when I first met her. I wonder why?
The teacher wonders, but she doesn't ask
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearin' the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born
I push her against another of those walls. Who knows which one? They're all the same. This time she looks different, no longer just submissive and weak. She almost looks depressed. Allecto isn't ever depressed. It's probably my fault; maybe I should apologize.
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
After deciding not to hurt her this time, I walk away. Not that I actually left, I want to see what she does. She's talking to herself. The words that slip from her tiny mouth surprise me. "I came here to get away from their abuse, but I found him instead. I'm just not good enough, maybe it'd be better if I were dead." She said before she ran off towards her room. She sounded serious.
Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear, but they turn out the light
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When mornin' comes, it'll be too late
I follow her silently, she doesn't know that I'm here. She just ran into her room and locked the door. I put my ear to the thin metal. Inside there is a clanking sound. She says something else, about thanking the gods for painkillers. My eyes widen in fear. She's going to commit suicide.
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
"Good bye, Hiead. I'm sorry I wasn't good enough for you." was the last thing I heard her say before I heard her screech. There was the sound of a blade dropping. I did this to her. I killed my repairer. I didn't mean to. I feel a hot tear run down my cheek as I pick the lock. She is lying on the floor, lifeless. I was too late.
The statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot
I'm on Zion now, at her funeral. Instructor Azuma made me come. I look at her father; he looks abusive. No woman in sight could be her mother. It doesn't appear that she has any siblings. As I look at all these faces, I find that I'm the only one crying.
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holdin' back
Wearin' the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with a linen and lace, oh
Here comes that weak repairer of mine again. I smirk as she sits and winces when she looks at me. She's so broken and small. It almost brings me to pity her. She was always like this, so submissive even when I first met her. I wonder why?
The teacher wonders, but she doesn't ask
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearin' the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born
I push her against another of those walls. Who knows which one? They're all the same. This time she looks different, no longer just submissive and weak. She almost looks depressed. Allecto isn't ever depressed. It's probably my fault; maybe I should apologize.
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
After deciding not to hurt her this time, I walk away. Not that I actually left, I want to see what she does. She's talking to herself. The words that slip from her tiny mouth surprise me. "I came here to get away from their abuse, but I found him instead. I'm just not good enough, maybe it'd be better if I were dead." She said before she ran off towards her room. She sounded serious.
Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear, but they turn out the light
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When mornin' comes, it'll be too late
I follow her silently, she doesn't know that I'm here. She just ran into her room and locked the door. I put my ear to the thin metal. Inside there is a clanking sound. She says something else, about thanking the gods for painkillers. My eyes widen in fear. She's going to commit suicide.
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
"Good bye, Hiead. I'm sorry I wasn't good enough for you." was the last thing I heard her say before I heard her screech. There was the sound of a blade dropping. I did this to her. I killed my repairer. I didn't mean to. I feel a hot tear run down my cheek as I pick the lock. She is lying on the floor, lifeless. I was too late.
The statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot
I'm on Zion now, at her funeral. Instructor Azuma made me come. I look at her father; he looks abusive. No woman in sight could be her mother. It doesn't appear that she has any siblings. As I look at all these faces, I find that I'm the only one crying.
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel