Reflections of a Papillon
 by Yumeko

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In grim lines the gravestones reach up to the sky

The funeral dirge is my sweet lullaby

I am the pale horseman with hell at my heels

The Hunter whose fury your destiny seals

Is this some cruel joke by celestial beings,

That the Hunter of Souls flies on butterfly wings?

Or are death and rebirth but one and the same?

Incarnations of suffering under a different name

For how many stars have the butterflies flown?

How many souls have I bought with my own?

Watch a galaxy rise, watch a galaxy fall

In the end, tell me, what is the worth of it all?

Was there ever a moment of grief or remorse?

A time I wish I’d chosen the braver-run course?

Even now I remember, though I’d like to forget

My own tragic legend of loss and regret

Though I laugh at your pain, oh Messiah of cruel fate

Though my stark violet eyes reflect nothing but hate

I’m but a fallen angel with nothing to lose

Bound to a path that I’ve no will to choose

"Shatter my shackles" is my soul’s silent plea

Death is the only way I will be free

Bring down your wrath upon this mortal shell

When I’m finally released I’ll be happy in hell

Even now, could I too find eternal salvation?

Will heaven forgive me in my liberation?

So please, oh sweet guillotine

Bring down your wrath

And finally release me

To choose my own path