Deep within my skin, it's sin. It's him. He's in. He wins. Him is twins. Twins are snakes. Slithering. Withering. The darkness is their delivering. I'm quivering and shivering. They're beckoning, their reckoning. It's deafening. I'm terrified. They spring out of mind. Reality meets fallacy, fantasy meets reality. It's time we all gathered to see. They have wrecked me. I am not me. It is legacy, it is alleged to be. A legend of me. A memory of me. The monster in me.
