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[krissy]

i like ff thirteen
because of lightning when she
punches snow's smug face


edit: i have decided to write a ballad about ff13 actually for this thread


Now, let us count down the days,
Let us remember the times when by ascension,
We became closer to the Maker and with each breath,
Ravaged and destroyed the land at his very mention.

Our time here was short but our reach became longer,
With each crystallarium level and each accessory,
Equipping our bravery to battle a government that cares not,
And lies to its people, let those lies found our glory.

We conducted ourselves, oh we conducted,
Our weapons became instruments of destruction,
Hopes and aspirations fell by the wayside, into the Crack'ed chasm,
Where one like us (one of us) had previously taken action.

And our sisters and children and lovers and friends,
We watched them crystallize, we kept their tears and goals,
Our eyes focused as a true goal finally dawned,
Freedom, freedom, we would be free even if we were to walk on coals.

We must shift the world quickly, this is a turbulent time,
As the rocks come flying we fight for those flinging hands,
The public hates and knows not why, all their minds trapped in a paradigm,
Lies, lies, lies, and nothing understood but death demands.

Oh, thirteenth day, we came together then to become one,
A group of rebels and exiles and God-spawn,
Oh, thirteenth day, each day before you a shroud of none,
And yet tomorrow we shall form our own new dawn.

A father keeps his offspring as safe as he can,
Until fate tears his shins, and his sons, and becomes his rival.
Your promises staggered and now you kneel deep,
But you fight for this slight chance, this chance of revival.

A child who hides from the past she remembers,
But wants amnesia to take over, erase, clearness unbinds,
Lies beget lies and you must face the mirror,
And everything here is reflective, everything reminds.

A guardian etched over, a woman scorned enough,
With purpose easy enough, but not battling for reasons,
Saving one over saving many, struggling to become the end,
With your long reach you may yet turn the seasons.

Growing too fast, losing too much, wrong place, wrong time,
You found it easy enough to find a scapegoat, lust in eyes to murder,
But less easy to become wrath, to become a wraith,
If you hadn't found us, growing up with no mother would've been harder.

Shan't prove nothing now, hero, warrior, revolutionary, taking brave steps of giants,
You were only in this to have her approach your heart,
Now of a single mind, a single fight, it is your hands that shall break the skies,
But you sleep with her tears by your chest and hope to depart.

And you, you, you destroyer. Ravager, commanding officer,
You fight not for yourself but for retribution, atonement, to say what you meant,
All this time you had by her ears, and you've said nothing of value,
Absolve yourself by creating a new world then, an anarchistic new escarpment.

All these mistakes in less than two weeks,
Now we require tools to fix them, tools to put together what wasn't broken,
Sabotage of the status quo, medicine for our spirits,
Shall these tools become as sailors for a new land, or will they just cling to old tokens?

Take up sword in hand, my fellow inhumans,
We are less than our vices but we'll squeeze just as hard,
Take up your mark, my lost lonely errants,
It's time for the Occupy Cocoon movement to start!