Two by two, eyes of ruby red.
These eyes see everything.
Six by six, these eyes upon hands,
they see inside of you.
Inside of me as they reach inside.
Hands three by three,
painted red with blood innocent.
And always, that smile.
That gentle, gentle smile.
A smile in life.
A smile in death.
A smile for you.
A smile for me.
A smile to hope.
A smile to despair.
A smile for all of time.
Unending.
You always see it, from the corners of your eyes.
A swirl of white, of innocence and purity.
A tail that is not a tail.
You will always see it.
But those eyes of yours, they will never see it.
They will never see those twin crowns of golden sun metal.
Nor the king who wears those crowns.
The eternal king
Of gods...
Of demons...
Of fairies...
Of witches and sorceresses...
Kyubey, the wanderer from a distant realm in the dark between stars.
The bringer of miracles.
The forger of magic.
The harbinger of hope.
Puella Magi Schuetze Aurulent
Interlude : Hope is like fire, it burns brighter when fed.
Contract with me and become a being of hope!
A wish shall be given to you.
In return, you shall become a Puella Magi.
A savior of humanity.
A heroine beyond compare.
One who battles that which would destroy humanity.
A magical girl.