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My other half, my mirror-self, my soul,
You have the starring role in our great play!
Now I will cut you down to less than whole,
Lest prophecy and tide wash all away.
You have the final role in our great play,
But I will take the stage and do my part
Lest prophecy and tide wash all away.
So for this role you'll lock away my heart?
Oh, I will take the stage and do my part--
Once years of mortal life have passed you by!
So for this role I'll lock away my heart,
And send you off to cry, but never die.
Once years of mortal life have passed you by?
With no part of its sorrows or its joys--
I'll send you off to die, but never cry?
I only hope to imitate your poise.
With no part of its sorrows or its joys?
My other self, I'll watch you live them all,
And only hope to imitate your poise
When in the end the blade we're crafting falls.
Oh Focalors, for you I'll live them all--
My other half, my mirror-self, my soul!
And when at last the blade we're crafting falls,
Then I'll remain, without you, less than whole.