To be feared, to be adored
Let them die, let them live
To spare the lives of all,
Or just the royal bloods who swim
I do not want to be bad;
I just want to be good
I want every color to live
The same way he says I should
He calls me his empress
He calls me his queen
He calls me his true love
Who swims gracefully in the sea
Eridan, I cannot trust you
With your angel-hunting ways
I fear that your latest plan
Will end our peaceful days
Photograph by:
STEPHEN SCHULER