The minute I was born I was damned. The second I breathed life, I died.
They said I was evil…
The called me a bad omen…
They deemed me forbidden.
I had smelled their fear so strongly; I could have laughed at them at the time if only I wasn't trying so hard not to cry. The killed me a thousand times, I told them I didn't want to die. But wouldn't listen and they killed me anyway…
I can still hear their shrill laughter ringing in my ears,
Those bastards.
I got used to it for awhile.
Pain became my friend,
Sorrow my companion and
Death my master…
Emotion was a weakness and I would have none of it. So I buried it deep inside me
So that no one would ever find it. I hid them so well that they are invincible to everyone, even to myself.
So don't even dare to think you could change me.
I am Death's shadow.
I am the Flame Child.
I am H I E I…