Themselves...

Taught nothing but to hate themselves-selve-selves,

Each day.

Hi-ding in tales of knights of elves, elves-elves,

Can't stay.

Deep into them hatred it delves, delves-delves...

They pay...




Their only respite is a blade, blade-blade,

So blunt,

They feel their life, away it fade, fade-fades,

They hunt,

For punishment, their debt is paid, paid-paid,

In blood...



Cutting-deep into their flesh, flesh-flesh,

Red stain.

Their bodies no more than a mesh, mesh-mesh,

Of pain.

A childhood alone in a creche, creche-creche,

No gain.


Concealing darkness deep inside, side-side,

Their heart..

The nightmares that they must abide, bide-bide,

They start.


Did they not try? Of course they tried! Tried-tried,

So hard.

There's no-one in whom to confide, fide-fide...

They're scarred.

No, they know that ev-ery-one lied, lied-lied...

They starred,


In their own obitu-a-ry, ry-ry,

They died.

No, please don't die you're scaring me, me-me,

I cried...


Why do they deserve this oh god, god-god,

The Lord.

Why were they considered so so odd, odd-odd,

Adored,

By no-one, they were so downtrod-trod-trod,

Blood poured.



What can they do but simply hate, hate-hate,

Themselves...

Life given to them, cruel fate, fate-fate,

Is Hell...