"Morning bells once rang A boy walks home with textbooks Sky felt ordinary
Then sirens spit red Adults speak in broken codes Childhood fractures fast
A cockpit closes Metal womb and trembling hands Fear learns his heartbeat
Angels blot the sun Names too old for human mouths Gods fall screaming down
Orders press his spine Run or fight—no third door left Choice is an illusion
Misato shouts hope Smiles taped over older scars Command tastes like trust
Rei stands like still snow Eyes reflecting borrowed skies Silence weighs a ton
Asuka burns loud Dares the void to look away Pride hides shaking knees
Blood paints violet steel Unit-One howls past control Teeth break through restraint
The city buckles Concrete prays and then collapses Red rain stains the streets
Shinji’s scream blooms light A hologram of pure terror Mind splits from the body
Limits tear apart Mother-rage, hunger, and wrath Override the boy
He pulls the world close Claws carve answers from the dark Mercy loses grip
Victory feels wrong Unknown gods laugh in the smoke Nothing ends—only bends
Blood dries, echoes stay A child gone where pilots fear Chaos learns his name"