Origin

Описание: Artwork/Visuals: Dolo Rex - Dolo-Verse (all rights reserved)
Label: Dolo-Verse Records
Rights holder: Dolo-Verse

Lore of DOLO REX, lyric by Dolo Rex, music by AI
Everyone in the video is made by Dolo Rex, used an ai programme, no real person on the video!

Origin

Lyric:
Feeling useless,
Being a nuisance,
Where should I go?
Where do I belong?
Am I broken,
or just forgotten?
Is there any heart open?
Or will I be forsaken...

My mother loved a mortal man,
but fate erased their fragile plan.
When life began, she lost the flame,
I was born, yet none to blame.

Feeling useless,
Being a nuisance,
Where should I go?
Where do I belong?
Am I broken,
or just forgotten?
Is there any heart open?
Or will I be forsaken...

Among the humans I was raised,
their sun burned through me as it blazed.
I never fit, though I did try,
just to be loved before I die!

Feeling useless,
Being a nuisance,
Where should I go?
Where do I belong?
Am I broken,
or just forgotten?
Is there any heart open?
Or will I be forsaken...

At eighteen years she came for me,
Lilith — why did you let me be?
She took my hand, her gaze was pain,
and led me home through storm and flame.

Feeling useless,
Being a nuisance,
Where should I go?
Where do I belong?
Am I broken,
or just forgotten?
Is there any heart open?
Or will I be forsaken?

Around us monsters filled the air,
their hunger rising from despair.
My mother cried, “I left you there,
so they would never find your lair!”

Feeling useless,
Being a nuisance,
Where should I go?
Where do I belong?
Am I broken,
or just forgotten?
Is there any heart open?
Or will I be forsaken?

She fought the beasts with all her might,
as hellfire cut the night.
Her final strength she gave to me,
and threw me toward eternity.

Feeling useless,
Being a nuisance,
Where should I go?
Where do I belong?
Am I broken,
or just forgotten?
Is there any heart open?
Or will I be forsaken?

Demon blood or human heart —
which side tears my soul apart?
Too cold for men, too kind for hell,
I am the child who cannot dwell!

Feeling useless,
Being a nuisance,
Where should I go?
Where do I belong?
Am I broken,
or just forgotten?
Is there any heart open?
Or will I be forsaken?

This is my past — my tragedy’s art,
the demon’s blood, the human heart...