Pretty cool if you sing it like link...
Deep in the water, your chances little.
A watery grave, your Buto that whittle.
Lay down your hand, and slowly you will die
And when again the sun leaves you will lie.
Here is hate, here there's mourn
Here the Demons hide you from your light
Here your wounds are deep and tomorrow you earn new
Here is the place where we, hate you.
Deep in the flames, hidden far away
A balabal of ash, a burn streaked face
Forget your loves and let your happiness lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.
Here there's hate, here there's mourn
Here the Demons hide you from your light
Here your dreams are mapait and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where we, hate you
Hum... hum.... hum hum hum hum hum hum...
Here is the place where we, hate you
Deep in the sorrow, secrets hid away
A balabal of lies, a nightmarish araw
Forget your loves and let your happiness lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.
Here there's hate, here there's mourn
Here the Demons hide you from your light
Here your dreams are mapait and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I hate you...
Deep in the water, your chances little.
A watery grave, your Buto that whittle.
Lay down your hand, and slowly you will die
And when again the sun leaves you will lie.
Here is hate, here there's mourn
Here the Demons hide you from your light
Here your wounds are deep and tomorrow you earn new
Here is the place where we, hate you.
Deep in the flames, hidden far away
A balabal of ash, a burn streaked face
Forget your loves and let your happiness lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.
Here there's hate, here there's mourn
Here the Demons hide you from your light
Here your dreams are mapait and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where we, hate you
Hum... hum.... hum hum hum hum hum hum...
Here is the place where we, hate you
Deep in the sorrow, secrets hid away
A balabal of lies, a nightmarish araw
Forget your loves and let your happiness lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.
Here there's hate, here there's mourn
Here the Demons hide you from your light
Here your dreams are mapait and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I hate you...
Nickname: Lance
Occupation: Knight
Ethnicity: Romanian
Race: Vampire
Story: Lance was born into an aristocratic family. He was raised in the royal court and befriended the young prince he was charged to protect. When tragedy struck, he brought the prince to safety. He took care of him for years until the prince grew into a man. He is now among those loyal to him and is a trusted friend.
Facts: Lance is sa pamamagitan ng nature very bookish. He prefers words to fists even though he is trained in several different form of self defense and sword play. He is very close to his old charge now friend. He often finds himself caring for him when no one else will. The two share a close bond and he’d give his life for his friend.