*For Freeza's Woman
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Call it intuition,
The stars will be bright tonight,
Call it knowing myself,
I will not see morning's light.
Call my heart broken,
The truth is it never existed at all,
Call for me spoken,
Though I never loved anyone.
Call me a tyrant,
I am proud that I have killed,
Call me forgiving,
But then count the blood I have spilled.
Call me a failure,
And I say you are wrong,
Call me a savior,
Though I don't know who I have saved.
Call my insignificant,
But I have to disagree,
Because a tyrant is always remembered,
And I will go down in history.
