Forgotten

        Deep, deep, deep underground,
Underneath loud forest sounds,
There was a man with silver locks.
Buried deep, deep, deep under rocks.
        His body was blown up in several peices,
  Body split in several peices,
And his soul was tied with chains and leashes.

He waited for his companion and partner,
To save him from his trap down under.
       But he never did come nor did he live.
His partner was dead and had no help to give.
The poor man lied to himself in denial,
  Lavender eyes filled with denial.
He tried so hard to force a smile.

       His friend could not have passed, could he?
The man knew him too well, he would not just leave.
They were both immortal, they could last forever.
So how could he die, how could he ever?
He shall come back for him.
                  He will come back for him.
And rescue all his severed limbs.

Silently, he prayed to his God.
The man knew he had no flaws.
        So why was he not released,
       From this Hell down underneath?
He slimply closed his eyes,
Slowly closed his lavender eyes.
Quietly waiting for his God to come by.

Something hit the silverette man,
       His life was not very well planned.
Priest formed together and taught about this 'rescuing from sin'.
They told and persuaded you could gain immortality from Him.
Breaking from his thoughts, his eyes shot open.
  His lavender eyes quickly shot open.
       He shook his head-- he was doubting his religion.

He was probably punishing him.
That's what the man thought deep from within.
His God could not have left him, could He?
The man knew Him too well, He could not just leave.
       He will come back to him,
          And he will come back to Him.
Perhaps He could dig up his severed limbs.

But his God never came to free him from his grave.
And his partner did not dig him up from this cave.
       The silverette knew it, it had to be true.
Jashin was not real, Kakuzu was dead too.
The poor man laid there in immense denial.
  Lavender eyes shrouded with such denial.
The forgotten man could never smile.

       Under this tavern where no light shown,
The immortal finally realized he was all alone.
Suddenly, when he expected not,
Down his cheek rolled something hot.
And then Hidan began to cry.
                His lavender eyes began to cry.
Praying, pleading, hoping he could die.