>From the coldness of the mirror
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Inhuman eyes stare back at me
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The blueprints of decadence are revealed
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Subconscious beast revels in aggression
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Knowing nothing of boundaries,
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My twin of disorder
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Killer of souls, a daemon if you will
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Inner machine of a destructive design
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As real as the air I breathe
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As concrete as the ground beneath
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He's my reason to practise mayhem
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A right to express my hatred
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Absurdity! March through me
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Turn me into thy fortress
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The stronger you grow, the clearer I see
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No eyes shall I need in darkness
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Drawn into the perpetual greyness of emotions
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On the shoulders of a genocide I stand
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He carries the invisible jewels of wisdom
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He is more me than I am myself,
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My twin of disorder
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With open arms I shall confront the day
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When the dead forsake Gaia's embrace
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All of the icons of light rotate half a circle
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And escape into nothingness
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Then we are no longer two
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But one and the same
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My Twin Of Disorder
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Alghazanth |