Life Elk, Life Elk,
Why do you chase me so endlessly?
Why do your cower the small prey of the forest,
Only for my red to stain their order?
Life Elk, Life Elk,
How come you have taken such form?
Have you always been this mighty of a presence, or did you only recently gain such bright aura?
Your eyes shine blue, just as the crystalline water of the lake flows, but your body has become pure, innocent white that only I seem to abhor.
Tell me, fabled protector, why do you let my red course through your snowy plains, is it not only you that feel pain?
Your squeals of pain do nothing against mine, however your pearls made of sky are something that I longed for some time... No, do not close them, let me see them, let them become engulfed in mine red once more.
Be it my vision, my blood or my skin, all red it has always been. You are my cure, my muse that has made me ignorant, the cure to my poison that has me rotten.
You see my eyes, I can sense your fear, but you approach me instead of running. Is it that you pity me? Or perhaps it is my exhausted smile that captivates you?
You understand me, for that I know, but your pity as forced as it may be in your nature is merely a dosage of your fluids. Those that I so much envy.
Do not worry, Life Elk, lay on me, hear my breathing, the failing palpitations of my heart. The one you see does not deserve any more pity, it barely exists, but now it shall become complete.
Life Elk, Life Elk, why do you cry? Was it not you who let this happen? Was it not you who let me take you for me?
Life Elk, Life Elk, close your eyelids, for those pearls are no longer yours. Rest now, for this may be the last memory you got.
Now complete, they will finally adore me, but the villagers spread an hateful odor.
Oh no, they have found me, but to no avail they will not recognize me. Only a minute it took for them, several seconds for me to escape from this predicament.
An innocent act, just as the beginning, tears flow from the sky blue eyes of a child to the heart of the humble.
Life Elk, Life Elk,
The innocent child you once thought,
Was merely a lunatic without need.
Perhaps they will stop, love will fill me with the years. A normal life will be born and these senses numb to nothingness on your invisible side.
Life Elk, Life Elk,
I thank you, once more, but ask you to not judge me anymore.