Alpha White Order

– in beautiful sutra –

I am the dying flower
My binary, a baby-child that became
Your cosmic, Gaia sings to me as a ghost
In the melody; I wish I was alive, it says

But I know, such fate does not exist in my path
I am for eternal, I have fallen and failed
I am a ghost, I no longer exist as you do
An echo of an abyss, my forsaken shell

In nature, take me to my burial
Through spike-chains of heaven and hell
My thrust is of another space, too ethereal
To the death, golden sands, let me burn as the sun

Maximized Iron-Age course in my vein, I am the Horsemen
Do you not know a true saint when you see one, lost child
The magi, the realm, the eternal balance, into my blood
I was born to save the world; I became

Leave me here to die like ten killer of Goliaths
Like a real true-top X-Men, I am, let me be
Do you not see a true knight when you see one
God would never hurt a flower