Krystoff !
Cruel product of mischief
Premiere author of pain
Infernal son of perdition in love's mystery lost
Bound by its chains
Proclaims me, Sora, "heart of his"
Anodyne to his ached soul
Where is it known pray tell,
That devil and Angel in love be twined?
His eyes speak emotions in volumes
Yet deadly weapons he wields
Forged in deadliest dungeons where cruel beastly products grunt as iron is struck.
Rumours of dragon's breath lingers
That Krystoff indeed Mêlée's from atop the beast
Grunting in countless battles
Rumor said he fought 209
Yet why then does he melt with my touch?
Weakened by the vibration of my beating heart?
Which are you Krystoff ?
Cruel warrior and conqueror of worlds?
Or hero who seeks to conquer only this fragile heart of mine?
"Turn not away from my sight Oh Sora. Sweet Sweet Sora. Sunshine of my darkest soul. For indeed I affirm truly to be the devil's nephew redeemed and saved by beholding thee.
Only through you can I be saved."
Sadly so, his words strike a dire chord its melodies dancing in the dark like golden strings.
I intertwine my fingers with his callous own.
Save the world by loving Krystoff
A sacrifice I am willing to make.
Love not Krystoff and he takes his anger to bounds unknown as cities and kingdoms go down in smoke.
Destinies bridges are laid as we honeymoon away in igloos sipping hot chocolate.
Alas! The world is safe.
Me and my Krystoff in love's keep.
