CELLS WRITHE IN AGONY

Violation of faith
The burning of pacts
Will you survive in this place?

Now, let's go
To a world where nightmares are reality
And cry

Now come to me

You cannot escape me
Please do not underestimate me
Keep it to yourself
but you already die countless times due to your heavy crimes

Tied down, burning
Until you become a pile of ashes
For exposing yourself
Now, burn

Discrimination
Do not regret, HONEY
You made your choices already

Tied down, burning
Until you become a pile of ashes
For altering your genetic makeups
Now burn

Do not escape me
You cannot underestimate me
You took the wrong path
Do not blame it on me
I just guide you to where you want to be

Tied down, burning
Rise from the pile of ashes
For defying your own nature
Please, go ahead
Burn

Hold

I have been playing much games lately, but I am more into RPGs.

When I played through Final Fantasy Dawn Of Souls, I realised something...

'FINAL FANTASY' is a weird title.

I have done some digging and reading, and found out that Squaresoft (now Square Enix) was on the verge of bankruptcy when they created the first Final Fantasy.

They used the last of the company's money to produce the last game, hence the name.

The game was a huge success. In a twist of fate the one that was supposed to signify their farewell, was actually the one that make their name well-known.

Now I am playing Final Fantasy VII: Dirge of Cerberus.

Clarification

Just so you all know, I never write lyrics randomly.

All my pieces have deep meanings. Read them carefully.

Just because I use 'blood' doesn't mean that I am, say, morbid.

And yeah, I am aware of the whisperings, and they DO tick me off so please stop (>_>)

I have emotions too, you know, including envy.

Embryo

In the dazzling light
I was given a glorious blade

My first instinct kicked in
I want to see the world

I severed the flesh that confined me wholy
From a fountain of blood I emerged
I screamed as I bathed in life
That time I began to exist among the others

In the light of the beginning
I was gifted with a crystal that rests within my chest

Started in a warm light
This tiny life will end in a blast of brilliant white

Hello My Liar

Endless melody flows
By the eternal hand
The winged maiden draws hope with her violin

A thousand words
Pictured within a pure white sky
The maiden appeared
With roses, white, beautiful
Embodiment of desires

Come, I'll stain it crimson red
The lovely roses draw blood
From the tips of unwary fingers

In the concealed hearts rest a desire
To obtain a moment
Of a slight laughter
From the maiden

Come, I'll taint it with sin
The innocent ascended soul
The velvet cover of your neck
An unquenched thirst burns

A melody is played
By the maiden's hands
With a dark melodious voice
Sings a melancholic requiem
Draws closer in sorrow

One moment I try to refrain
But you appeal through the pain-filled eyes
Whispers "please, do not go"

Come, I'll draw it in reddish hue
The scent of the beautiful blood
Tarnishing the pure white velvet
Ah, forgive my indignified approach

Come, I'll saturate it with your life
Drain all your ugliness, imperfection
So play the melodious sorrow

FEATHER

It is slipping, and I miss you
I wish I can see you when I close these eyes

You really are gone, aren't you?
Because I cannot ignore the emptiness at the seat you always rested upon

Although you are not here anymore
I can still feel your lingering touch

A heavy rain poured outside this lonely chamber
And I watched as the flowers that represent you bloom

I hold close to my heart the dress you wore under the night sky
And I watch my reflection in your mirror shedding his tears
But I can see your faint fingers trace my cheeks
I try to touch you but I feel nothing
And the gentle calmness shatters in a melancholic whimper

May you be there

In the nights I could not sleep

The heavy rain still pours down
But I can hear your melody among the fine droplets
So I head outside and spread my arms wide
For the rain can soothe the wound scarring my inner self
And the rain, although cold, still holds mercy
It lifts me from this painful trap and set me free

I am sure I will meet you again, in the far future

The memories of you are flashing before my eyes
And I thank you, for being there for me
For the last time, let me lull you to sleep
Do not worry about me, I will be fine alone

I know you are watching me somewhere
Please, I want to make you believe that I can achieve both our dreams
Then I will be able to face you
And close these eyes for eternity...

VENOMOUS

She is just fourteen years old. Yet her eyes seem more mature, somehow.

Short stature, a ribbon adorned her head. Her face is sometimes veiled by her side bangs.

She has a circle of friends. Friends that are determined to keep her from being hurt by another. Over-protectiveness. Fools.

She hasn't seen much of the world. Näive. Innocent. Timid. Silent. All these are contained within that frail-looking figure.

She never laughs. Smiles, yes, but only occasionally. Those peachy lips are frozen in a bitter way. A pity.

Her voice... Her talking is rare. And that is why she was called 'mute'. How inconsiderate.

She loves to tug at people's sleeves, literally. A way to make them know of her presence there, and also as a substitute of her voice.

She is close, yet so far. Although she is right next to you, there will be this overwhelming feeling that she is not your normal girl. You can't speak to her, because she is so frail-looking that you are afraid even your voice will hurt her.

And that is why.

SPHERE OF DESIRE

A person leading death
comforting every souls with a gravel voice
sings a song to lure them to their tombs

He would not choose nor he would not care
Everyone is just a victim in his eyes
Clad in ceremonial attires, carrying a sacred lance
He pierces the chest of one he finds worthy to feed blood from

Agony is his pleasure, fear is his armor
To deceive his peers he dons a mask
Hiding beneath a faux personality
He tries to laugh while his victims cry

Within his heart he is the one who cries
Why has he gone to the wrong way?
He has been comforting the scorched feelings with an icy-cold dismissal
Thus he fails to see where he has suffer

Once he finds out the truth he claws his own chest
And his tears are pooling beside the drained bodies
He wants to discard the mask that has served him well
But it is stuck on his face forever

Armed by grief instead of desire
He seeks for any foolish soul dare to step into his land
Where the winds howl everyday
And the Sun weeps forever

Thronos Angelus: Revival from Light to Ashes

At this moment,
I am trying to nurse
the gaping wound you gave as the final gift
A wound unlike any others, this one still bleeds
But it does not hurt as much as this loneliness

I wished I was born like you
without beauty, possessing the seven ugliest sins

The long distance between us is divinely absurd
If I wanted to I can spread these wings and stay by your side

The night you severed my heart,
suffocated me yet you breathed life into my body

The celestial being has tasted the stench of the earth
thus it is exiled from the heaven

I gaze upon the distance between us
and the gold sunbeams fall upon my face and radiate warmness into my hollow self

Now I am leaving
seeking a way to shed these wings away
So I can be by your side once again
I am certain it will take a long time
But...
...I hope my prayers will reach you someday...

HI.TSU.GI [nailed shut]

It surely has been a while.

I have neglected this place for more than one month and now I have returned.

Lately I have been into the language of France.

I tried rather unsuccessfully to learn.

But without a partner all the efforts seen to be wasted.

Since then I am searching for someone who posses qualities far surpass mine in order to learn much.

Such person will be able to rip the darkness away from this little heart and banish it away forever.

And together in pursuit of happiness, reaching the distant light although many differences set us apart.

In the heart it is all that it takes. Close the eyes and summon the images of the other self and hold true to the light.

I am now alone, trying to ingest the impurities of the world that has come to me as of now.

Why am I unable to escape the past?

One I would give everything to discard them away?

So they will never bother me again?

I want to gather enough courage to say the words.

Yet I cannot.

So now I am pretending that I have forgotten all but the present and the future.

Forgive me, the person who I have handed my trust before.

I do not wish to mingle with you nor the minions you still keep under your wings anymore.

This is goodbye so please...

Just stay as a memory...