I am not an ideal person
I cannot do it
I need to give in,

I am horrible.
I created a machine
I created the most perfect thing.

But then I realized
I was not perfect.
Neither were my creations.
They were horrible.

My creations told me I was bad
They told me to quit.
I gave in to them.

Worst mistake of my entire life.
Now while I sit crying here.
I watch those people
Having fun and defeating the lesser powerful people

I realized my mistake...
*But can I correct it?

I am a horrible man
I have created sins
While you were standing there
Making love with him

I am not respected
Not in the hearts of my people
Nor in the hearts of the enemy
I am a wandering soul

I fear the darkness
So I joined forces with you
I hoped to succeed the darkness
But you left me

I hoped to see someone like you
I hoped to make a proper friendship with them
But you had made life miserable
Why?! You had left your love behind

That love made me blind
It made me cry,
Made me wonder why...
The world was cruel

But you enjoyed it
Enjoyed seeing me suffer
For that was your food.
The Suffering of others was your food.