I'm going to try this... dunno if it's gonna work: please let me knowwwww!

When the days are cold

And the cards all fold

And the saints we see

Are all made of gold

Luke was tired of the gods. They were supposed to be pristine, perfect: made of gold. But they didn't care for him or any of their demigod children.

The only one that kept him grounded here was Y/N.

When your dreams all fail

And the ones we hail

Are the worst of all

And the blood's run stale

'Blood is thicker than water.' Luke had heard this saying many times. Yet Hermes had never seemed to care for him at all: evidently ichor wasn't thicker than water then.

Why did Y/N and the rest of the campers hail the gods? They were the worst, and yet they were the royalty. They needed to be torn down.

I wanna hide the truth

I wanna shelter you

But with the beast inside

There's nowhere we can hide

And yet... he didn't want to drag Y/N into this. Sure, he loved her. Hades, he loved her more than anything else.

But he had to protect her, hide her, shelter her... yet she still stubbornly believed in the gods.

No matter what we breed

We still are made of greed

This is my kingdom come

This is my kingdom come

This kingdom was for Kronos, and Luke would rule alongside of him. 

The gods were greedy and corrupt. Luke and Kronos would be much better.

When you feel my heat

Look into my eyes

It's where my demons hide

It's where my demons hide

Still there were some voices in his head, warning him not to do this. Telling him that he was the fool, the power-hungry and corrupt one.

He ignored them.

Don't get too close

It's dark inside

It's where my demons hide

It's where my demons hide

It wasn't until the gold began to overtake the blue that Luke started questioning himself.

At the curtain's call

It's the last of all

When the lights fade out

All the sinners crawl

Once Kronos had fully taken over, Luke was alone. He bitterly repented for he now knew what he had done to himself. To Y/N.

So they dug your grave

And the masquerade

Will come calling out

At the mess you made

He'd as good as dug Y/N's own grave by the mess he'd made.

Don't wanna let you down

But I am hell bound

Though this is all for you

Don't wanna hide the truth

He had told her, back before he left his home.

She had told him that if he followed through, he was destined for Tartarus.

Don't get too close

It's dark inside

It's where my demons hide

It's where my demons hide

And here he was, trapped inside his own mind. 

As the biggest demon of all took over his mind.

In a fate worse than Tartarus.

They say it's what you make

I say it's up to fate

It's woven in my soul

I need to let you go

He'd tried to convince himself, multiple times, that he didn't need Y/N. That he didn't love her... but he always did. Always will.

Your eyes, they shine so bright

I wanna save that light

I can't escape this now

Unless you show me how

During the invasion of Manhattan, Luke searched through Kronos's eyes for Y/N. Combing through the ranks of all the demigods he'd seen.

When you feel my heat

Look into my eyes

It's where my demons hide

It's where my demons hide

And then he saw the G/P Cabin. With a/an F/C shroud with a G/P symbol on it. Weeping for their fallen sister.

Don't get too close

It's dark inside

Look into my eyes

It's where my demons hide

So when Percy Jackson gave him that knife, Luke killed himself without hesitation.

Perhaps finally, he'd be able to apologize to Y/N.

Yeah, yeah. I know. Really short, really crappy. This was just an idea I had, so I decided to just get it out here- I mean, why not? :P 

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