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And I lie here dyin'.. Hoping for you... And I swear I'm not lyin', Oh I'm tried and true. For you. This mask, Is all for you. And I'm through. Ruin it all... I'll save it for you. Oh no no. Oh, oh no. I'm sorry, Take it away. I'm hurting, Take my pain. This mask, Is all for you. And I'm through. Ruin it all, I'll save it for you. Oh no no, Oh, oh no. Oh don't go! No.. Don't. I'll wait here for you... I'll be here... I'm tried and true... All for you... I'm all for you. I'm all in this for you... Oh no no. Oh, oh no. For you. It's all... For you...

Oh we the kings. Oh we the honored. Oh we the lords to be. Oh we... Oh we... The true, The horrid, The forever beloved, The ungodly. And to you, Who are you? And my want, What do you want Oh we the kings, Oh we the honored, Oh we the lords to be, Oh we... Oh we... Have you ever loved? Have you ever fought? Have you ever died? Have you ever lied? For what we are, Is so much more. For what we want, Is so much less. Beneath us is a river. Carrying the burdens of forever. Above us is the smoke, From our burning desires. Oh we the kings, Oh we the honored, Oh we the lords to be, Oh we... Oh we... Oh we the terrible. Oh we the feared. Oh we

Interrogation(ReWrite)      As he opened his eyes, he couldn’t see anything. It was all a big blur. Then light started to come through. Then he realized he was staring into a bright light “Gah!” he yelled in pain. “Havin’ fun yet? Huh? Huh!” screamed a man from behind. “W-what? Get this light out of my face.” He said. Still groggy and for the most part blind, he reached up in vain. He felt a force hold him back, and then the familiar texture of twine and fibers on his wrists. “Act like you don’t know! Hah!” screamed the man in his ear. “You tied me up!” “O

The Chronicles of Kiro Prologue: Dracula had two sons, the first he named Kilo, the second, he named Genesis. Genesis proved to be better than Kilo in feats of strength and mind. Genesis was to be heir to Dracula's throne, but Genesis got too impatient, and killed Dracula. While Genesis sucked the power from Dracula, Kilo walked in, and decided to join also, only able to take the evil and darkness. Soon his mind was gone, his body warped and whatever of a man there was left in Kilo was gone, he was now more of a Nightmare than Dracula himself. Genesis, after taking the throne, soon had a son, but later was deceived and killed; even he think

It was ironic, Ryann often found himself thinking, that even Time itself would regret a single moment of Passing. After all, it was a constituent of itself. Regretting a part of oneself was like regretting one's nose or hands or skin. Only humans did that, and as a being of Grey, he was anything but. However, there was no word more perfect to define that heavy feeling in his stomach, the weary feel of his hands or the unfamiliarity of the action of swallowing whenever he looked back to that moment. He regretted what he did then, or rather, what he did not do. At the same time, he knew he had done the right thing. Humans were ephemeral, so p

I'm through, I'm done now. With you, And this place. We're movin' on, To bigger and, Better things. I can't, Breathe in, Around you, Or in this place. The haunting, The memories. Are too much for me to take. We're movin' on, To bigger and, Better things Now we stand apart, Facing each other! Looking eye to eye! Seeing one another, And no other. -CHORUS- We're movin' on, We're gonna be fine! One day... We're trying to find, Ourselves. I'm trying now, To pick myself off the, Ground again. I'll see you, One more time, I guess. Till then, Why don't we just be friends, Again. - I guess goodbye, Wouldn't sum it up. We've had good times,

Floating, Up, And not falling. Nor failing, The hearts around us. Together, We steadfast our ground. We move ourselves, To the better of our kind. And to which, We make another line. And up above we see, The Keeper of the Grey Gates. Floating... Between woven worlds. Quelling the dangers, Of another realm...