You choked off the surest of favors But if you really loved me
You would've endured my world...
You stormed off to scar the armada Like Jesus played martyr,
I'll drill through your hands. The stone for the curse you have blamed me
With love and devotion, I'll die as you sleep...
I'll drill through your hands. The stone for the curse you have blamed me
With love and devotion, I'll die as you sleep...
Weapon Meister Pair
Year 3 (actually 4th)
Alyss & Malyss
Year 3 (actually 4th)
Alyss & Malyss
With few words exchanged while they manuvered through the city's crowded street, Malyss began to wonder if he manged to irritate Alyss somehow. What did I do this time? He thought as he fiddled with his ipod, walking close behind her. Alyss tended to have a face and look to her that she was always thinking something. That or just analyzing what others say or do like it's a cryptic message for her to decode. For the life of him, Malyss never understood that about her. But it was a quality he just grew to understand.
Some ten minutes now from the DWMA, the two at last looked at each other and Alyss laughed. Why is she laughing? Malyss wondered as he paused the Daft Punk song that was blaring in his ears. "What are you laughing at?" Malyss asked. "You're face, it's funny looking." This comment made him stop and look at her like she was the one with the funny face. "Why is my face funny looking? Just because I look mad all the time doesn't make it look funny." Malyss replied. Alyss shook her head, white pig tails flapping against her head. "No, I mean it looked like you were mouthing words to a song and it made your face look funny."
This newsflash made him think. What song was I mouthing? He began to think hard and then remembered. "Oh! It was the song that I was listening to when I first met you!" It was Alyss' turn to look stupefied.
