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Zooble
What’s the point in pretending?
Who throws a funeral for the person who can’t be bothered to attend?
Even in death, who could be so careless?
If I had tears to pour
I’d drink them to spit them on the floor
I’d hide in my room but you’ve taken even that
Why should I sacrifice my pieces for you?
I shall not fall into the black just for you
I cannot lie and say I miss you
You never lit my world
I won’t light a candle for you
No eulogy for your hate will come from me
Ragatha
You had many worlds in your hands
Yet you threw them all away
Leaving us with the pieces to pick up
Just to waste it all in the void you’ve left
I can here your sounds
And see what you’ve left me with
I couldn’t save you
All of your words
Nothing left to find
Gangle
Why should I have a heavy heart?
I cannot keep you with me
I refuse to fall apart for you
The way you’ve forced me too
Since the day I stepped out
My world has finally been lit
I can see clearly
No one lights a candle to remember
When the villain falls
No kingdoms to weep
The monster I knew is still here
But I refuse to say I miss you
I will say no eulogy
I will sing no requiem
Other than to say goodnight
To the villain I shall not weep for