Golden Eyes

Golden Eyes
Eyes like fire, eyes of gold, eyes on one who's seen things untold.
The one with the golden eyes is who I see, one short on stature and large on heart.
The one who seeks to bring back who he use to be.

His arm of metal, his arm of flesh, seeks to bring him back again.
The one who use to call out with a voice of joy, he who called nii-san, he who cried out brother, he who paid the price, the one he sealed to metal on that night.

Journey on the path; seek something that is nothing more then what lies beyond that door.
The door of truth, the door of hope, the door that he waits before, the door that holds what they desire once more.
Journey as a dog, journey as ones who know nothing but fear.
Journey on to see them once more.

Eyes of fire, eyes of gold, look for the secrets once more.
Look upon the ashes that make up your memories, upon those wretched ashes.
Look upon the little girl, twisted and morphed.
Look upon the masses who cry for war and who cry at the parent lost.
Look upon the sins of seven, look upon the sins of father.
Look upon the suit of armor who you seek to make whole once more.

Golden eyes. Golden eyes of fire.
His words sparked you to go on.
Now rise up out of that pathetic chair, walk forward.
Remember always, you will always have a good pair of legs, use them and forge your own path.
Forge and kindle the path back to the bodies of the brothers Elric that Risembool once knew.