Half-LifePassing the season of bloomHalf-Life in Scraps More Like This
The lively chatter of visitors slowly fades
How, just like the cherry petals
A cool sting in the air
A new season setting in
A new chapter in life as snow covers
The beautiful flowers dying and dead in their beds underneath.
The lady calls for me.
The Princess of this netherworld--
She who controls Death
Her beauty so captivating and disarming
I am but a tool, a toy...
To serve her every whim
My life would belong only to her
As does my heart.
But her distant eyes
Always look past me.
Her sights have long set on something... someone
A half-life such as I, could never compare,
FlowYou can count the days I've struggledFlow in Scraps More Like This
Flowing from my skin
If you squeeze me in your arms hard enough,
I become light-headed.
Like I'm no longer myself.
What's left of me,
I hope you'll forget.
The sight of the world is fading.
The sight of you... fleeting.