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From behind this veil can't you see?

But...all of you can't...

Tell me, what is this feeling people call it?

Chained to the wall, shackled to this monster from behind wouldn't it be better if I just died right away?

It's hard to deal with this when you know

you must carry this burden on your own.

No one can wholefully comprehend.

Tell me, what is this feeling people call it?

I don't know.

Being eaten alive while all of you don't see

the thin veil in front of your blinded eyes,

torn apart, dying inside, whipped with barbed

scourges as I scream.

I call out...yell out...but with vain does it

not reach your ears.

Don't you see my tears of blood that come out?

Internally punctured with silent, rusted nails,

being beaten to death no one comes.

No one appears.

I understand now that there's nothing I can do anymore.

Tell me, what is the name people give it?

A quiet scream that echoes no where.

Then, twisting my bones like a contorting puppet

does this monster condition me to be slavish.

A horrific arm pierces my chest bursting

through my body taking my heart.

This monster takes it and, voraciously,

eats.

I try hard to protect you all from it...

don't blame me.

Forgive me.

Watching from a distance knowing all of you

are safe I will take this sacrifice.

I will bear this alone...

Tell me, what is the name people give it?

Let me fade away unspoken.

The truth will kill you all...

It's better the hide the truth

than to know you've caused someone else to carry

it with you.

To forbear this pain is all I can do for you all.

Before when this monster rips away my soul

I watch you all from the shadows...

An angel in the shadows with a forced smile

with sweet sorrow.

Didn't you know?

I was always right behind you but unknowingly

this fact is hidden...

Yet when I see you all smile I now I can smile too.

Not afraid to cry knowing there's no other solution...

I always know that the people this angel cares for

is covered in "light."

I never regretting that this must be the way.

Let me take the fall.

I'll fall into oblivion under a moon that always lie

dormant.

A rain that falls upward, a songbird sings a cacophonous ballad, thrown this way and that, thrashed around because of this monster what will happen as I fall?

Tell me, what is the name people use?

I'm doing this for you all.

Love to protect, I don't have a choice.

Wishing upon a futile star

forever taking this curse

it doesn't bother me any more.

Although justified must carry it regardless.

But every once a while, there are days I pretend

to be okay standing on a spurious illusion.

Please wind, help me.

I loved them all each in a different way.

Grant me a last wish even if it costs what is remaining of my life.

Even as this monster takes me apart obliterating

remnants of me.

Pulling apart organs, feeding upon my bleeding grotesque body, with crimson essence draining, knowing suffering.

Even when these memories will be gone forever send out my voice.

Tell me, what is the name people use?

"Ignorance is bliss."  

Yes, that's the name...

A delicate false reality I must

uphold for the ones I watch over.

They mustn't know the monster behind me,

for it too will crush them.

A lesser evil I will take, is it selfish of me

to shield my body from this monster from attacking others?

As I stand fettered to the wall behind a black veneer

of truth will I remain there for all eternity.

Everyone, I'll be okay...

seeing all of you behind this veil, seeing you happy,

this is all I can do that's left...

Tortured, screaming, alone, chewed to the very core,

tears of joy come out knowing I did the right thing.

All of you live and slowly forget me.

It's best even when I could have the chance

to make it all right.

However I can never soothe this now decapitated body of mine

if this monster comes to close to you and takes you for its

next victim.

I won't take it.

I can't stand watching all of you getting hurt...

I can't handle the fact that you will be stripped away

to nothingness.

A last breath comes out of my beheaded form.

"Don't worry.

I will carry it alone...like always...forever."