Loki

I know it’s a sin to be like I am,

and my creeping insanity makes you mad,

you can’t see the tears inside me,

so you would never be my last support again.

Our blood is not the same and you’re no longer by my side,

I’m dying without a cry, but my mouth tells you another lie,

I loved you, can’t take back what I’ve done,

and my faked smile makes you hate me more.

I’m your fiend, the god without honour,

sometimes it’s not enough to stand in front of a fire,

my place is in the middle of it, burned by the flames,

and I will never give up to hold on to it.

My filthy heart is full of deep scars,

the coldness inside my soul can’t take this pain away,

all my childish dreams are dead,

buried by the might of my father.

My armor is stained with your blood,

but I always smile my best smile,

and try to keep up appearances,

also while my heart is killing me.

I’m the god of mischief, lord of lies,

man of unwritten secrets,

I have a heart without truth and

my soul is full of ice.