Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Faceless mirror images, lasting on every heart beat.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Walking in an eternal abyss. Monsters raging into my soul, giving a cold feeling.
Numb, and alone.
Yet there the pain, makes me want more. Betrayal is the highest price, frozen in the bleakness of eternity.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
The difference between Birth and Death, which way do I choose?
My dreams and ambitions, sharp as a knife.
Knowing, hopeing, they will mourn my sorrow.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Where we are, does it matter? Each way is like a tight rope.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Wandering through. Which way now? Does it matter?
The heart is a delicate thing. If you cut the wrong wire, it all comes crashing down.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Still numb, and even more alone.
A bleeding soul, a hurtful heart. It all comes crashing down once more.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Sadistic eyes, glaring into this misery. Forever the pale wings of Death invite me.
Reaching for a dream, that gradually becomes a nightmare.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Shown to me, through my eyes. These eyes, who had almost seen it all.
Freedom from this collasping darkness is forever to reach. Thus, it is limited.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Frightful children, clinging to the pain as it tears them apart.
An eternal B.L.A.C.K night, ripping into pieces.
Protection.
It is what I need most, now.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
The coldness inside me, falls like rain. Slipping through my fingers, as if time has stopped.
Time has come and gone. Yet when I wake up with from this nightmare, you will be already gone.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
The reaper comes to me, ready for an eventful night.
My pale screams echo through the wind, pushing their way out.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Friendship, has done nothing for me, except left me cold with a faint memory.
Dreams become reality, turning to their owners.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
When will I ever know what it means? Now, or after death?
It doesn't matter, I wake in my own blood. Turning away, from what lies ahead.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
-Hiei Jaganshi
Faceless mirror images, lasting on every heart beat.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Walking in an eternal abyss. Monsters raging into my soul, giving a cold feeling.
Numb, and alone.
Yet there the pain, makes me want more. Betrayal is the highest price, frozen in the bleakness of eternity.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
The difference between Birth and Death, which way do I choose?
My dreams and ambitions, sharp as a knife.
Knowing, hopeing, they will mourn my sorrow.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Where we are, does it matter? Each way is like a tight rope.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Wandering through. Which way now? Does it matter?
The heart is a delicate thing. If you cut the wrong wire, it all comes crashing down.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Still numb, and even more alone.
A bleeding soul, a hurtful heart. It all comes crashing down once more.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Sadistic eyes, glaring into this misery. Forever the pale wings of Death invite me.
Reaching for a dream, that gradually becomes a nightmare.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Shown to me, through my eyes. These eyes, who had almost seen it all.
Freedom from this collasping darkness is forever to reach. Thus, it is limited.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Frightful children, clinging to the pain as it tears them apart.
An eternal B.L.A.C.K night, ripping into pieces.
Protection.
It is what I need most, now.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
The coldness inside me, falls like rain. Slipping through my fingers, as if time has stopped.
Time has come and gone. Yet when I wake up with from this nightmare, you will be already gone.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
The reaper comes to me, ready for an eventful night.
My pale screams echo through the wind, pushing their way out.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
Friendship, has done nothing for me, except left me cold with a faint memory.
Dreams become reality, turning to their owners.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
When will I ever know what it means? Now, or after death?
It doesn't matter, I wake in my own blood. Turning away, from what lies ahead.
Deep, inner thought. Knowing? No, which way is right, is none of my concern.
-Hiei Jaganshi