Born into this world to fight,
A half-burned oracle, wretched and wild —
In frenzy, ripping out his own radiant spine,
Like a hollow, worthless stalk, defiled...
Upon a smile, another smile, a sweet gentle smile —
Let it bloom, a little flame along the pathways,
Let it pour forth fragrant light, bit by bit...
Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 1:42 AM UTC
Born into this world to fight,
A half-burned oracle, wretched and wild —
In frenzy, ripping out his own radiant spine,
Like a hollow, worthless stalk, defiled...
Upon a smile, another smile, a sweet gentle smile —
Let it bloom, a little flame along the pathways,
Let it pour forth fragrant light, bit by bit...
