Watching as hell rains from the skies, an angel of death standing on high, a warrior beneath in the enemy lines.

Chase after your dreams!

At the end, when we were cold as the stone we hewn his body from, when the lights were nearly all extinguished; we heard, in the silent distance, The Man-Pigs singing to one another.

This cruel fate befits not one of royal blood!

You hate it, it could be your favorite if you make it your friend.

Mere ghostlight, growing dimmer by the day.

I guess that there was never such a thing. Like everything's meant to be.

I'll break you down, I'll put it back together again.

Even if you don't reach the peak. Even if you're crushed by the limits. Still, stand up again.

If you are feeling disheartened, that you are somehow not enough, set your heart ablaze.

You'll be grateful for seats at the table, though it dips at one end and the bench is unstable.

I've held promises unbroken, even when the night has fallen.

This realm is no home for a princess...

You're beautiful and evil too.

Should you keep the light on reason?

It's insane how you're not even pregnant but you STILL delivered

Then, as the last lights were gone, and we lay together in the deep; they drifted away, and all was silent.

One moon stands apart from the rest! And in the darkness of that moon: An ocean of blood.

I don't need your condescension.

This man could be my chance. Why should I save his hide?