prince of the abyss

[InThePooPoo]

You're not a burden.
This doesn't have to be you.







"You can control it.
I'll help you, I promise."

"You really think I can?"

"Of course I do!"





They're all dead in the other world. 
The one I see when I close my eyes.
That's the one thing that stays constant.

Scenery changes, the things they scream change.
Sometimes the way that they look at me is different, too.
I'm not one of them...

I don't think I ever was.

Ever since New Alteros,
ever since what the robed creature said to me, it put things in perspective.
Maybe I'm meant to be something more than just a piece of the horde.

"Okay. I'm going to stop fighting it now."

"Ch-"


They aren't a mass of mindless monsters hel-bent on destroying the world.

It's a collection of my friends. People who I love.
Who I'd never give up.

I understand what it all means now, and I'm not afraid of it.
But I don't know what to do with it.


Let go. You're hurting me.

"I'll never let go. I'll never let go...

I'll-- I won't.

Just die already,

We can be together forever.

Just obey me.

You're mine now."

The millions of dead that sit in the dark,

waiting for me...

They're waiting for their king to claim them.

Waiting for me to make them mine.








I guess control is inevitable.

Thank you for helping me.

[InThePooPoo]

You'll have everything you've ever wanted.
I'll bleed for it.






I meant what I said.

I know you meant what you did, too.
You're mine, I'm yours.
It changes things to hear something like that.

Not about what I am, or who I am, in the grand scheme.
But it changes someone's priorities to hear words like those.
I can't challenge it, I know you don't take it lightly.

Your secrets, your deepest flaws, what you really desire,
I know it all. Things nobody else ever will.

You've stared into the abyss in me without looking away.
Without flinching, without abandoning me.
I was a fool to think you'd ever betray me.

We've always shared in one another's sin.

You know better than to think of me as a tool, or a possession,
and despite your avaricious mind,
with the knowledge that I will not be made a subject...
You still want me by your side.




I'll never call you my queen,

but I'll be sure they call you theirs.