What for have you been sent to me?
To mend the soul or kill it?
I feel offended by the destiny
That you\'re imaginary, not real.
My heart is getting numb at times
Due to enormous pain.
For it was dead for long decades
And woke up, yet in vain.
For the first time in my life I gazed
at my disabled will.
When I made up my mind to chase
Unknown magic thrill.
Your image\'s being multiplied in me,
My soul\'s completely hacked.
I used to be so carefree,
Now I\'m fighting off attacks.
I feel you with each breath I take,
Like you\'re my dearest twin.
And there\'s no power forsake
This sense ruling within.