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?