Escanor

Must I burn to catch your eye?
Is that the only way to see them glimmer?

Must I dance like smoke
To stimulate any semblance of seduction?

For if it’s only pity you can give,
Then pity I shall take

Since there is only so little time
Before I crumble
Into ash

Yet as long as you’re watching me
Then I will gladly burn to the ground