The box of facades in you

Speak to me

The alter ego of darkness

That hides behind.

Managed to repress your animal, eh?

Couldn’t repress it anymore…

Fire up

Let it explode right from the chest,

The troglodyte in you

Let it find its way from the murk streets.

Leave the charity of goodness behind

The fiend that lives inside you

Finding a way to walk freely on the murk streets

Untreasure the facade box

Fire it with fuels waiting to be ignited

No more the white

No more the darkness lurks behind

The man

The beast

A fiend and a friend

Residing in one…

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