Puny little sword
Spare me little one
Sky can't get darker anymore
Hate me if you want

Scars around your neck tells stories
One of a thousand glories
Replicate,duplicate,intricate
Some of the  things we may regret

Spare me your littlest care
So that I'm not scared
Replicate,duplicate,intricate
All my mistakes, 'cause **** it's fun

The sun is there
The moon is here
As you would have been aware
I see what you don't see

The stars in your eyes
Your teeth even
Is hard to go by
Things I would not forget easily

the times has arrived
for me to go
your words, I derived
as my formidable foe

back in black
none that I have seen
it is time to go back
to that heavenly scene

guess the hourglass turned
give me a moment
my whole body burned
this is for them to learn

I'm going back
there
wished we don't broke up
it is unfair

turn the hourglass around again
so I may live

Being nice is not nice
You will need a vice
To roll your own dice
Who says it feels good when being nice

Used
Abused
Hate it when it happens to you
Guess I will never know you are true

I don't care
I'm never gonna

Don't be sad
The tree has burned
It was not bad
Mind you it still hurt

You were special
And I know you
It's the funeral
Of the late Mr. truth

Reasons
You said I always mad
Second seasons
Mr. Truth has found dead

He left me a message
"Her friends don't like you"
That far I know, sage
Then what can I do?

Nothing right?

I've been her before
Long time ago
Saving those lore
But no one ask me more

I wasn't the only one
There are others before me
Who turns word to wand
To be powerful as they may be

I've always one to believe
That writings tells story
That beyond these reef
There's something I should see