Post by Scarfan on Feb 10, 2006 16:19:33 GMT -5
(OMG, I spell checked this from the site. 
Anyway, this is a song fic I finished yesterday... I'm not sure how well it turned out, but here it is. This is supposed to be in Lust's Point of view. It's a bit longer than the last one I posted, just so you know. Let me know what you think.^_^ The Lyrics used were Breathe No More by :Evanescence. I Got them as accurate as possible.)
Disclaimer- I do not own Evanescence, this song, Fullmetal Alchemist or Lust.
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~*I've been looking in the mirror for so long that I've come to believe my soul's on the other side.*~
Homunculus, an artificial humanoid being and yet the complete opposite of what a human should be. A soulless attempt at recreating life. That's what I am and now I'm struggling to find my soul once again.
~*All the little pieces falling, shatter. Shards of me to sharp to put back together.*~
My existence is all but forgotten. My soul is somewhere in a dark void, crying for me to find it again. Can you hear it?
~*To small to matter, but big enough to cut me into so many little pieces if I try to touch them.*~
What humans take for granted is the one thing I and the rest of the homunculi strive for. The soul may be insignificant to someone blessed with it, but to someone stripped of that "insignificant" spark of life, it is the world. Remember that the next time you take it for granted.
~*And I bleed, I bleed. And I breathe, I breathe No more.*~
The further I am cut, the more I bleed. The more I strive to achieve my goal, the more I die. This vicious cycle will continue until the day I realize I'm dead.
~*Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirit's wealth.~*
I remain brave and keep my pain from the world, they only see me as a soulless demon, anyway. I have to be strong. If not, my goal will never be achieved.
~*Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.*~
Once again I am lost, trying to find myself. I desperately need help, but I am constantly refused.
~*Lie to me, convince me that I'll be saved forever and all of this will make sense when I get better.*~
I constantly feed on my lies that I'm o.k. I've lied to myself so many times that I almost believe them. I'm in a dream, a nightmare. Please, someone, wake me from it. I want to get better.
~*But, I know the difference between myself and my reflection. I just can't help but to wonder which of us do you know?*~
I keep my hollow, emotionless facade on, but can you see the girl screaming inside? Or do you only see my exterior? Who do you see? Please, God, wake me before it's to late.
~*So, I bleed, I bleed, and I breathe, I breathe no... Bleed, I bleed and I breathe, I breathe, I breathe, I breathe no more.*~
Broken and shattered I lay, waiting to wake from this nightmare that is my exsistance. Please save me before there is nothing left. As I write these last few words I realize you you can't possibly understand why I plea for salvation, but please help this shattered soul find solace.
~*The End*~
(Well there it is.^_^ Let me know what you think.)
Anyway, this is a song fic I finished yesterday... I'm not sure how well it turned out, but here it is. This is supposed to be in Lust's Point of view. It's a bit longer than the last one I posted, just so you know. Let me know what you think.^_^ The Lyrics used were Breathe No More by :Evanescence. I Got them as accurate as possible.)Disclaimer- I do not own Evanescence, this song, Fullmetal Alchemist or Lust.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
~*I've been looking in the mirror for so long that I've come to believe my soul's on the other side.*~
Homunculus, an artificial humanoid being and yet the complete opposite of what a human should be. A soulless attempt at recreating life. That's what I am and now I'm struggling to find my soul once again.
~*All the little pieces falling, shatter. Shards of me to sharp to put back together.*~
My existence is all but forgotten. My soul is somewhere in a dark void, crying for me to find it again. Can you hear it?
~*To small to matter, but big enough to cut me into so many little pieces if I try to touch them.*~
What humans take for granted is the one thing I and the rest of the homunculi strive for. The soul may be insignificant to someone blessed with it, but to someone stripped of that "insignificant" spark of life, it is the world. Remember that the next time you take it for granted.
~*And I bleed, I bleed. And I breathe, I breathe No more.*~
The further I am cut, the more I bleed. The more I strive to achieve my goal, the more I die. This vicious cycle will continue until the day I realize I'm dead.
~*Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirit's wealth.~*
I remain brave and keep my pain from the world, they only see me as a soulless demon, anyway. I have to be strong. If not, my goal will never be achieved.
~*Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.*~
Once again I am lost, trying to find myself. I desperately need help, but I am constantly refused.
~*Lie to me, convince me that I'll be saved forever and all of this will make sense when I get better.*~
I constantly feed on my lies that I'm o.k. I've lied to myself so many times that I almost believe them. I'm in a dream, a nightmare. Please, someone, wake me from it. I want to get better.
~*But, I know the difference between myself and my reflection. I just can't help but to wonder which of us do you know?*~
I keep my hollow, emotionless facade on, but can you see the girl screaming inside? Or do you only see my exterior? Who do you see? Please, God, wake me before it's to late.
~*So, I bleed, I bleed, and I breathe, I breathe no... Bleed, I bleed and I breathe, I breathe, I breathe, I breathe no more.*~
Broken and shattered I lay, waiting to wake from this nightmare that is my exsistance. Please save me before there is nothing left. As I write these last few words I realize you you can't possibly understand why I plea for salvation, but please help this shattered soul find solace.
~*The End*~
(Well there it is.^_^ Let me know what you think.)
