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freed at last.
darkness tells its wicked tales,
but i am not afraid.
the man in the mirror speaks;
a ghost, and yet he is there.
i sense him.
i see him at last.
i know his breath, its icy sting
that once left destruction
in its wake.

rise to the surface now, dark brother.
let the two become one at last.

through a glass dimly,
i gaze upon the past and
look ahead toward the future.
all these things i’ve done.
the human cowers from the killer;
the killer cowers from the human.
emotion and murder;
bloodlust and visceral sentiment.
shall the two find a meeting place?
shall the two forge a bond?
the killer feels; the human knows
the bloodstained hands are his.

rise to the surface now, dark brother.
let the two become one at last.

a web of lies untangled,
the truth contained therein.
that he is i and i am he,
that the steely gaze of the wicked
comes from the same eyes i possess.
the cunning falsehood; another life
lived to exonerate the other.
but the reflection knows its source
and cannot deny it any longer.
you caused me to feel,
you caused me to bleed,
and now, a ghost i cannot be.
no longer in denial, here i am.

rise to the surface now, dark brother.
let the two become one at last.

as i shake and quiver,
i taste the blood and smile the devil’s smile.
as i shake and quiver,
i love with passion never tapped.
with selfless care, so wantonly i wear its marks.
i am my own worst enemy no more.
no more shall i delude myself.
i love to taste the world in all its flavors.
i love to hear the world scream
in both pain and pleasure.
dualistic creature.
angel and devil; saint and sinner.
one in the same, forever, amen.

be stilled no longer.
be quieted no more.
i have seen the assassin
and he is me.

rise to the surface now, dark brother.
let the two become one at last.

Description
freed at last.
darkness tells its wicked tales,
but i am not afraid.
the man in the mirror speaks;
a ghost, and yet he is there.
i sense him.
i see him at last.
i know his breath, its icy sting
that once left destruction
in its wake.

rise to the surface now, dark brother.
let the two become one at last.

through a glass dimly,
i gaze upon the past and
look ahead toward the future.
all these things i’ve done.
the human cowers from the killer;
the killer cowers from the human.
emotion and murder;
bloodlust and visceral sentiment.
shall the two find a meeting place?
shall the two forge a bond?
the killer feels; the human knows
the bloodstained hands are his.

rise to the surface now, dark brother.
let the two become one at last.

a web of lies untangled,
the truth contained therein.
that he is i and i am he,
that the steely gaze of the wicked
comes from the same eyes i possess.
the cunning falsehood; another life
lived to exonerate the other.
but the reflection knows its source
and cannot deny it any longer.
you caused me to feel,
you caused me to bleed,
and now, a ghost i cannot be.
no longer in denial, here i am.

rise to the surface now, dark brother.
let the two become one at last.

as i shake and quiver,
i taste the blood and smile the devil’s smile.
as i shake and quiver,
i love with passion never tapped.
with selfless care, so wantonly i wear its marks.
i am my own worst enemy no more.
no more shall i delude myself.
i love to taste the world in all its flavors.
i love to hear the world scream
in both pain and pleasure.
dualistic creature.
angel and devil; saint and sinner.
one in the same, forever, amen.

be stilled no longer.
be quieted no more.
i have seen the assassin
and he is me.

rise to the surface now, dark brother.
let the two become one at last.