Lucy help the shifters
Parody of the song "god help the outcasts" I own nothing RoTG shift, RoTG or Disney, I just own OCS!
Hilary walks up to Lucy's grave, holding a bouquet of daffodils, roses and ashters. She began to shed a tear as she remembered how the genocide happened and how Lucy was killed.
I don't know if you can hear me, or if you're even there
I don't know if you would listen, to an Anderson's prayer
Yes I know I'm just an outcast, I shouldn't speak to you
Still I see your face and wonder, were you once an outcast to?
Mori, who's resting in his true form not far from here, wakes upon hearing Hilary singing. He walks towards her, but remains in the shadows, not wanting to get caught
Lucy help the outcasts, hungry from birth
Show them the mercy, they don't find on earth
Lucy help the shifters, who look to you still
Lucy help the shifters or no body will...
Voices say what they wish. Hilary walking through each Anderson tombstone crying harder, Mori silently walking, watching her
I ask for nothing, I can get by
but I know so many, less lucky than I
Please help, my family and the shifters
The poor and downdraught
I thought we were all your family
Lucy help the outcasts