Say It Twice,
Three Times,
Welcome To T-Time.
I Never Met You, Never Had The Chance,
You Were Already Gone,
Was Just Given Your Story In Advance.
But Never Really Got Much To Say,
It Seems You Joined The Party,
Among Friends.
Then I Heard How You Understood Pain,
Was That T's Game?
Gather Around A Flock Of Broken Souls,
Everyone To Learn His Goal?
I Always Wondered If He Was Just Hungry,
Hungry Like The Wolf.
Feeding His Appetite For Power,
Thirst So Sour,
Did He Forget Our Flower?
But I Am No Saint, Either,
Followed In My Master's Steps,
Hired My Own,
Trying To Be A Czar,
Julius Caesar!
So When I Kept Hearing About T's Party,
And How Wolf Was Recruited,
A Part Of Me Wanted An Army.
But Wolf Never Came Back,
He Moved On,
A Much Different Scene,
Life,
And Strife.
And Although He Never Fully Understood,
Your Episode Is Written,
For Strength Comes In Numbers,
I Only Hope Not To Be Misunderstood,
Because Recruiting More,
Forbidden,
And Like Certain Others,
Wolf Was Spared,
From Knowing My Brothers.