Three Kings

TK, Davis, and Ken:
We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain
Moor and mountain
Following yonder star

Ooo-ohh
Star of wonder
Star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westward leading
Still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light

We all loved Kari. That much was clear. Why? Because she was perfect. She was the Guardian of Light, and her crest was the morning star. Why wouldn't we love her? But we had competition. The other guys at school, sure, but Kari wouldn't take notice of them as they weren't Digidestined. Us. That was our competion. And we were all afraid we wouldn't measure up. Mostly.

Davis:
Born a queen on Bethlehem's plain
Gold I bring to crown her again
Queen forever
Ceasing never
Over us all to reign

Ooo-oh
Star of wonder
Star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westward leading
Still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light

I didn't understand why Kari didn't like me. I was clearly the best of us. Why do you think I was chosen as leader? But it was clear that even though by all rights she should have been my girl, she wasn't. She wasn't anyone's, as far as I could tell. She just ruled over us, and we were glad to be her servants. Some say that I'm too easily manipulated a leader, that I do whatever Kari tells me to without weighing its worth first. And that's true in a way. But Kari really does have good ideas. Even if they're sometimes TK's.

TK:
Frankincense to offer have I
Incense owns a deity nigh
Prayer and praising
All men raising
Worshipping God on high

Ooo-oh
Star of wonder
Star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westward leading
Still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light

Kari. My star. Morning star will herald the dawn of hope, said the prophecy, and as far as I'm concerned it's absolutely right. For Kari has always inspired me and made me more hopeful. I mean, let's face it, I need to have a lot of hope to think that she'll love me back someday. I'm not a jerk like Davis, but I'm no where near the perfect guy that she deserves. I don't think anyone, really, could be perfect enough to deserve her kindness. Light. Hikari. What beautiful words for and even more beautiful thing.

Ken:
Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing, sighing
Bleeding, dying
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb

Ooo-oh
Star of wonder
Star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westward leading
Still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light

Kari won't ever love me. The scars on my soul are too many and too large. I have lived a terrible life. Even though I have repented of what I have done, I still did it and no apologies can take back the pain I've caused. I have enslaved innocent Digimon and made them fight others, just for my own entertainment. What I did was unforgivable. And because of that it is too much too hope for that Kari will forgive me someday. She has her pick of all the guys at school; why would she chose me, with all the evil I've done?

TK, Davis, and Ken:
Glorious now behold her arise
Quen and God and sacrifice
Alleluia
Alleluia
Earth to the heavens replies

Ooo-oh
Star of wonder
Star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westward leading
Still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light

Chose one of us someday, to share our light.