Zodiac

The Twins

The Twins

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When I awake,

The tender dawn graces you with her roseate smile,

And wakes the earth with her soothing light.

That little taste of Elysium

that makes the dread of darkness worth braving,

Or a long-time lover's reminder that reward follows the triumphant.

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When I awake,

The bitter chill of dusk descends upon the world,

And sends spikes of steely fear to pierce the hearts of men,

And cages the darklings into the realm of the illumined.

Turning the blaze to a somber wake.

A rayless purgatory stretching far into the obscure horizon.

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Am I not your provider?

Am I not the benevolence that brings a barren existence

Into a vast and fruitful purpose?

Would you not call me master?

Knowing that I have cared for you through every trial.

I have seen you over every mountain.

I have enlightened your blindness, and loved you.

Oh, I've loved you so.

With a love that aches.

That burns.

That drowns.

Would you not serve a love such as that?

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A thick, heavy smoke may only reach your eyes,

But you have carved my name on the palm of your hand.

You know my name.

The voice of ice that pierces the fragile dream of your dry reality.

The monster you can feel invading the golden globe,

And freezing it to cold rock.

The prison that no runner,

no fighter,

no liar

Can break.

Tell me, whom do you fear?

Who is it that rules you?

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The darkness lies! It spits venom

And poisons your blood with a terror that is imagined.

How could you trust the night?

How do you follow a blackness so deep,

It blinds your eyes and heart and spirit.

Is numbness paradise? Is terror life?

You fear the monster.

The monster is to be feared.

But walk in my light and trust me,

And I will banish the clawing skeletons of night

Into the choking nothingness of the beyond.

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But I am honest.

Do you think daylight cannot hide demons?

Does the sun not blind you more thoroughly than I ever could?

Oh, I have faith in you.

I know you know the day as a deceitful pretender

That weaves it's precious light into a mirage.

An insidious phantasm that eats souls, and burns bodies.

So the day loves you?

How does a liar love?

I may not be kind. Not gentle or affectionate,

But I know you. I know everything about you.

I am cruel,

Because I love you.

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You needn't fear, little bird.

I will always rise to my glory in the morning.

The night can never truly beat me.

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Ah, but the morning will fade as it always does,

And succumb to the intoxication of my call.

Inevitably.

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But I'll win.

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I'll always win.

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But I shall rise again.

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And I will find you.

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Eternally.

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Always.