[ZeroEna]

..... ok.......
hah..... ammazing what people can interpret from one measly emotional poem...... how about this:


from sun to moon to night to day a broken soul now wanes,
as darkness spreads the light receeds nothing is the same,
the once kind soul feels nothing now the knife brings forth new rain,
the drops that fall are crimson tears the lightning is its pain,
this broken soul feels little now part demon it became,
from light to dark to night to day everything is changed,
from sun to moon from blood to rain only love reamains unchainged for eternal love shall never wane,
in light or dark,,,,,,,,,,,,or crimson rain.

Try interpretting that.