Author's Note: X/1999 is copyright Clamp. Um, that's pretty much it.
Crash About My Ears
I hate you!
I hate you all!
You brought me down here. I can't see, can't speak....can't love.
Can't love....
You brought me down here, down in the bowels of this city, and gave me that name Princess Hinoto. Princess? Princess of what? Princess of Forsaken Dreams, Princess of Poverty, Princess of Prisoners, Princess of the Lost, Princess of Other People's Dreams.
I spent my whole life showing others what their life could be, might be. I tried to help them. What else was I to do? I cannot have my own dreams, so I must dream for others. So I helped them, tried to make them understand the choices ahead of them. But no, they wouldn't listen! Not one bit! Like Kamui, they stood in denial, believing me to be some hoax, some amusement for them to titter at. Even the government, the people who kept me down here to make their decisions.. barely believe what I say. But they kept me down here, in the centre of the earth, "just in case". Just in case of what? Just in case they suddenly figured out who protected their city, just in case they figured out they needed to save the planet, save humanity. But of course not. I was their amusement, their little future telling toy, their little secret.
I showed them tomorrow and in turn, they showed me the dark, they showed me suffering, they showed me.....
Oh who am I kidding? It was a mistake to help the Dragons of Heaven. I had the choice: Kill humanity and restore the earth, or leave our dirty suffering planet as it is, with humanity left alive and well. I told myself I didn't want anyone to die, I told myself I didn't want anyone to suffer. Truth be told, I just didn't want to die. I thought it would be better to live then died in world destruction. I thought it would be better to live, without feeling, without moving, without seeing, without hearing. What kind of an idiot was I, to believe staying alive was better than dying helpless. But dying helpless is better than living helpless.
And far away there stirs my bloodbond, my little sister, dear little Kanoe. Unlike me, she was free. She has grown. Whenever she dove into my willing mind, searching for my dreams and prophecies, I felt her mature mind, her mature soul. Unlike my childish one. She had been allowed to grow, to live, and perhaps even to love. But her Dreamwatcher powers were almost non- existent, so she has to look second hand at my dreams. I was too weak, to childish to stop her from probing into my mind. If I had just stopped, if I drove her away, maybe she wouldn't be dying in my arms right now as Tokyo crashes around us and the final battle begins.
Why did we mortals have to be dragged into this? Yuzuriha, Sorata. they should never have had to defend humanity. If this had never happened, Sorata wouldn't be dead! Yuzuriha could actually live past the age of 14! And the story I will begin to tell, it would have never happened.
Crash About My Ears
I hate you!
I hate you all!
You brought me down here. I can't see, can't speak....can't love.
Can't love....
You brought me down here, down in the bowels of this city, and gave me that name Princess Hinoto. Princess? Princess of what? Princess of Forsaken Dreams, Princess of Poverty, Princess of Prisoners, Princess of the Lost, Princess of Other People's Dreams.
I spent my whole life showing others what their life could be, might be. I tried to help them. What else was I to do? I cannot have my own dreams, so I must dream for others. So I helped them, tried to make them understand the choices ahead of them. But no, they wouldn't listen! Not one bit! Like Kamui, they stood in denial, believing me to be some hoax, some amusement for them to titter at. Even the government, the people who kept me down here to make their decisions.. barely believe what I say. But they kept me down here, in the centre of the earth, "just in case". Just in case of what? Just in case they suddenly figured out who protected their city, just in case they figured out they needed to save the planet, save humanity. But of course not. I was their amusement, their little future telling toy, their little secret.
I showed them tomorrow and in turn, they showed me the dark, they showed me suffering, they showed me.....
Oh who am I kidding? It was a mistake to help the Dragons of Heaven. I had the choice: Kill humanity and restore the earth, or leave our dirty suffering planet as it is, with humanity left alive and well. I told myself I didn't want anyone to die, I told myself I didn't want anyone to suffer. Truth be told, I just didn't want to die. I thought it would be better to live then died in world destruction. I thought it would be better to live, without feeling, without moving, without seeing, without hearing. What kind of an idiot was I, to believe staying alive was better than dying helpless. But dying helpless is better than living helpless.
And far away there stirs my bloodbond, my little sister, dear little Kanoe. Unlike me, she was free. She has grown. Whenever she dove into my willing mind, searching for my dreams and prophecies, I felt her mature mind, her mature soul. Unlike my childish one. She had been allowed to grow, to live, and perhaps even to love. But her Dreamwatcher powers were almost non- existent, so she has to look second hand at my dreams. I was too weak, to childish to stop her from probing into my mind. If I had just stopped, if I drove her away, maybe she wouldn't be dying in my arms right now as Tokyo crashes around us and the final battle begins.
Why did we mortals have to be dragged into this? Yuzuriha, Sorata. they should never have had to defend humanity. If this had never happened, Sorata wouldn't be dead! Yuzuriha could actually live past the age of 14! And the story I will begin to tell, it would have never happened.