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[Euryale]

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The most cherished skills of mine are sleeping under the snow

They wait until the crowd is ready for the show

Undressed and skinned as they try to fit their taste

Trembling with fear that their existence will go to waste

And they are in lullabies and a siren's song

They are only scared of doing something wrong

They cast aside all else I can be

Just so they can show off all of me

 

Little do they know,I have tried to show

Their empty eyes ready to consume all the beckoning

The hearts I tried to lift with my only gift

Without seeing the price of the reckoning

And as I hold still,is it against my will?

Is there an earth's hole made for me to fill?

 

They've cut their wings in ribbons and braided them in their hair

Too unfinished to amaze,and way too kind to scare

Washed off the blood, left only dried veins

Gather it all,improvise so that nothing unused remains

They've decorated me with crystals and nails

They're ready to deprave me,if all else fails

They hold the threads,a needle flashes

They've measured the pain and thought through all the gashes

 

Little do they know,I have tried to show

Their glorious work,ready to consume all the beckoning

The dreams I tried to lift with my only gift

Maybe seeing the price of the reckoning

And as I hold still,it's not against my will

I am just waiting until I launch to catch the thrill

 

And all around begins to fade in circles I drew with my finger

In this world that they have made,all for me,a place to linger

My voice's echo is my guide,the light's too much for me to see

This dream place turns out a bit too wide,but it's all I want to be

 

Little do they know,I desire to show

Our glorious work,ready to consume all the beckoning

The pride I tried to lift with my only gift

Finally seeing the price of the reckoning

And as I hold still,it's not against my will

I am just waiting until I launch to catch the thrill

 

Little do they know,I desire to show

Our glorious work,ready to consume all the beckoning

The pride I tried to lift with my only gift

Finally seeing the price of the reckoning

And as I hold still,it's not against my will

I am just waiting until I launch to catch the thrill