You are the New Abortion,
� And in the back of my universe�
You are the ruling one with the frozen sceptre.
� In my life you are the fear�
And you are the thirteen tears on my cheek,
� In my subconscious, you are the anger that drives me away�
And all the others closer.
You are my Skin Ticket,
� On a plane that might fly into Darkness,�
Into Newness or the eternal Forgotten.
� You are the rulebook that rules me�
And you hold the magic power to destroy me,
� You are the one I fear�
Because I do not know you
� Even if you were not a thousand miles away
�Even if you were not right beside me.
You are My Plague,�
To which there is no cure
� Except the eternal Darkness that awaits us at the end,�
You are the ruling force, the Dark one
� You are the thing inside me that I hide�
From myself, from the world, from life.
You are The Shape,�
In my world, in my subconscious
� From whom I hide so that I might remember.�
You are the one who rules me,
� By night and day, by dark and light,�
You are the iron fist in my existence;
� The sacrifice of every day;�
The fear I hide
� And the tears I cry.
You are so much apart of me that you are nothing at all,
� You are hidden so deep beneath the burning sore�
That you fail to see the answer right before you,
� You are my beginning and my end,�
The one I fear and reject,
� The one I love and want closer.�
You are me and I am you,
� Let us not fear one another.�