Unwilling memories
Fraction of a heart,
Scattered through all minds of a heartless animals,
Humanity...
Not the word I'm searching for,
But a word that'll never reach me,
When I'm still in the depth of an empty mind...
No memories of love,
Only a pain shall roots in my soul,
Never I feel warmth nor cold,
Anger and vengeance are what I shall feel...
Untouched by my own will,
I'm a marionette to a blood-thirsty parasite,
Who fell to the world of greed...
I excavate silver coins to feed his greed,
Giving it with blood stained the shiny coins,
My own fresh blood...
I steal, rob, and murder,
Only wish to serve him to spare my low life...
No chance for me,
To pure my sins...
I just wish to be dead,
And sent to hell rather than standing here to lick the dirt for someone like him,
I need a rest, an eternal rest,
Wielding a dagger, stab myself till I died...
A painful yet happiest day of my life,
I was freed by my own death,
No more blood shall stain my clothes,
I'll just give it all away to earth,
And slumber under the warm soil,
And grew to a tree to bares fruit of rebirth,
And cast away my unwilling memories...
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