I'm but two faces
One that I show
One that no one wants to know
Born of the ageless
The somberest sun
Glorified grace of the hunter
And I
Escape from this unyielding cage of an armour of artifice fire
Broken and shaped in a cast of my making
Oh and I
Disarmed by the promise of solace from this struggle's merciless din
The hunted and huntress, tempered twin
Oh and I
Could open the sky with this blade of a heart but I keep it aside
Waxed and waned in a cast of my making
Oh and I
Have drawn unafraid of the vein of my path, I'll deliver the end
And long for beginnings I can't bear within