Maybe it's habitual or become a ritual
But I can't seem to be without you beside me
I can't stay sane when you're missing
The time flies so slowly, the cruel clock moaning
The hands tied together like we were
Two birds of a feather
Unstoppable
Inseparable
The dark turns to light but I'm still in the night
Soul-searching is pointless when I've already found my match
Like Abaddon and Azreal, the twins of destruction
Enyo and Ares, creators of war
We stood hand-in-hand
Destroying everything in our way
We cannot be without each other
For fear of the day
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