Lirieke: Altharya. Tenth Night - Demo. Dear Mortality.

A shadow of a broken tree
is resting on the ashen ground
rotten flowers on my knee
those that you had tossed around

how long must i suffer this pain
how many times have you used me for personal gain?

Dear mortality,
why can't i feel the taste of honey?
oh, why can't i be like others?
why can't i?
Dear mortality,
can i be free?
and if i can where will i go?
tell me where to?
Dear mortality,
help me find the truth

a glimmer of the firefly
spinning and passing by
while you're enjoying your greed
you're forgetting you made me bleed