Bring me death as I press forward against my will
Relying on the strength of others to carry the burden
One in a sea of souls fighting aimlessly to take control
In an act of rebellion against a God that abandoned us
I seek false redemption for the sins of the past
Marking my convictions abandoned centuries ago
The bird of Hermes shackles itself in waxen deformity
And so my wings are clipped in anticipation of a worthy end
No greater sin can be committed than refusing humanity
A monster that denies god, a monster of god, they’re one and the same
What separates men from the monsters is the willpower to drive them forward
The rest is just a pale façade as we try to pretend to be something that we’re not.
My enemy isn’t human; it’s something less than human
So cast me down into the dirt with the will that I discarded out of spite.
Author’s Words for Thought
“To become a monster like me, is to admit you were too weak to remain a human.” -Hellsing Ultimate