Wayward Son

By Scitzo and Psycho

A/N: First song fic. It's a bit dramatic. We hope you'll enjoy it. Please review.

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The fool left as the floor of the crater began to shift beneath my body. The walls around me begin to crack. It won't be much longer until I perish. I know now…I understand as the mako energy in my blood burns and destroys me.

Carry on my wayward son

There'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest

Don't you cry no more

I know now she was lying to me. Jenova…she cannot be my mother…if she was I wouldn't be dying right now. But…even so…she will always be mother…I have no one else now…I hate Hojo.

If we meet in heaven…or hell I WILL make him miserable forever.

Once I rose above the noise and confusion

Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion

I was soaring ever higher

But I flew too high

I thought I was going to be god; I was to be the one to deliver the planet back to the Ancients. I was fooled. She tricked me! I was to be a God, but now I lay here dying. My wings are now gone. I am no angel. No god. Just a man to die.

Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man

Though my mind could think I still was a mad man

I hear the voices when I'm dreaming

I can hear them say

All the pain is dissipating. My vision is fading. But NOW I can finally see. I can see the world…how is was…how it is…and how it will be, without me. They praised me as I lived. They will curse me as and after I am dead one hundred years past, only to be then lost to the faded pages of history.

Carry on my wayward son

There'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest

Don't you cry no more

My memory is reeling, so many memories. I was the last son of the Cetra… no I don't remember. Aeris the little flower girl you stood in my way. Even as you perished, your last prayer will triumph over Meteor.

Masquerading as a man with a reason

My charade is the event of the season

And if I claim to be a wise man, well

It surely means that I don't know

The fools who opposed me. I thought I could triumph on my own. They worked together and dethroned me before I reached my summit.

On a stormy sea of moving emotion

Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean

I set a course for winds of fortune

But I hear the voices say

I can feel my heart as it slows down. I have not listened nor felt it in a long while. I've forgotten how fragile my body is, Hojo I guess your super isn't invincible…ha ha ha…

Carry on my wayward son

There'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest

Don't you cry no more

Go!

And I thought the pain was gone, damn puppet I think he broke my ribs. I suppose it is fate that I should cause so much suffering, and be paid back 10 fold.

Carry on, you will always remember

Carry on, nothing equals the splendor

Now your life's no longer empty,

But surely heaven waits for you

I hear the Ancients now and their voices are not rebutting but welcoming. How can you forgive all I have done? Do you not know that justice says I must be punished? Why do you accept me?

Carry on my wayward son

There'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest

Don't you cry (don't you cry no more)

Aeris. You stand there without fear, hate, or sorrow. The dead know many things as I know do. You forgive all I have done as I shall now take my place with the Ancients who accept me as I am. Sephiroth.

THE END

Disclaimer: Carry on My Wayward Son, belongs to Kansas. (This song Rocks my Socks!) FF7 belongs to SquareSoft.