Make me into a weapon so that I may strike,
Let me cut into my enemies with pure abandon,
I want to fight untill I forget the hurt,
The fault was nobodies,
But I still rage.
I loved her twice,
she loved me once,
but not any more.
If I can't have you then I will let that part of myself go,
I will fight untill I die, for the ideals that made you love me,
But now I will do it alone.
Good Hunting, my naked angel... foget me, and fight the good fight.
13 years ago