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?