Metranil Vavin

A child that's born in pain Kicked from the fireside, landing in obscurity I'll cry again Nine times I'm bleeding in my purity Metranil dreams of becoming a neon You don't ever take him seriously How am I going to get to heaven When I'm just balanced so precariously? Fame takes down his clothes Looks for the smallest of inhabitants Hell, I suppose You know me, I wasn't built for elegance Once I was pride Lived in the sweetest dream of foolishness Lines etched on my face Seek a path that never begs its own redress Metranil dreams of becoming a neon You don't ever take him seriously How am I going to get to heaven When I'm just balanced so precariously? Metranil dreams of becoming a neon You don't ever take him seriously How am I going to get to heaven When I'm just balanced so precariously?