I've carried this curse since I was the dust
spread upon the empty pages of my torn past.
Since I was the broken arms of our lovely clock,
the pendulum that never swung.
I was nothing but a mistake...
Yet I was the apple of his eye, which shone with lust.
The only one who poured my tears out of the vase of glass,
and filled it with the notes of our little box,
whose song was never sung.
Little did I know it was love...
A hug he gave sealed our fates.
A kiss he gave me restored the docks.
A promise he kept opened the gates.
A vow he made destroyed all locks.
All I gave him was a shell...
Bodies vanish throughout the years.
Elfen Lied, my life in a song.
Rain falls but never my tears.
Lilium, my love in a song.