In you I see another version of me
Maybe in another distorted reality,
could we change the ending?
What would that mean for beasts like you and me?

There's never been an escape,
from the pain, from the hate, from the way that they fear even calling our name
But I'm not ashamed
NO, I'M NOT ASHAMED

I'M ENGULFED IN THE FLAAAAAAAME

>Killing and saving, two sides of the same thing,
>It's always the same pain that brings me back
>Burning, enslaving, it's all in the name,
>I'm a ghost spawned, from the darkest black