Across the moonlight, I walk. I see it across every human in this damned to hell city, staring at the beauty & dimond like skin of the monster that I am & always shall be. As long as I'm out of the way of anybodies so called "perfect" life then I'll be happy, at least until my life turns into a mistake. After that, I would love it even better if some noble demons come up from the pits of hell & take me with them to burn. While I'm in the pits of hell, I hope everyone will live their lives happily ever after while I live mine horrible life, where no one cares about me, in the depts of hell where my pathetic soul may rest.