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"It has been too long my friend..."
This voice is familiar...why?
"We were good friends, remember?"
I remember...cold...a mask... chains, and a dark sky...
"You were hateful."
You sound so dry...
"It's over..."
I hear another voice...not so dry...
"It is not over. Don't let his lies get to you again!"
They argue...oh my...
"It's true dear boy, you know it's over."
I start to see the mask in sight, and to myself I sigh.
"Do not let his lies take you again!"
I feel the cold...the chains and darkness...I cannot cry
"The happy days are gone for good. This light was not yours again."
Is it true...was the only light I ever wanted...not mine...but why?
"This light is here still yet! Do not wear that bitter mask!"
The mask in my hands...I remember now...so many a bitter day...
"This mask is you. Remember what you are, demon!"
My mask in full,black as night and horrible to make a grown man cry.
"You are not a demon! Remember who you are!"
I take to my knees and try to cry...
"Be strong young wolf. Do not give in."
I hear the wolf...but I don't know how to live...was it all a lie?