Tragedy of the twins

Masked are the ideas, thoughts ought to be sealed

one must remain silent, when lambs start to greet

When haloed heads disappear and the devils tail wriggle

make your steps discreet, lest you have a quiver

Shadows around the corner, render me without a tear,

savage destroys haven, catastrophe is the end

Naked is your fear, thoughts have no cheer.

When eyes fail to conceal and tears become a being

conceptions fake intentions and everything ends up freed

Answer becomes a question when faith begins to fade

holding on to memories, life begins to sway

Inner versus the outer,

Satan playing your mind, conquering it is the aim,

which is actually his crime.

Forget all you have, dust is your only claim

think never of material, there is nothing you can gain.

You are a dream, reality is a myth

don’t try so hard or you will end up falling

possessions, possessions, possessions, my heart's desire, 

it has left me thirsty, 

while everything else is caught in fire.