Dismantled shadows, repairing shadows.
Trying to attach,
lost with no partner
They sew themselves
to the souls who have fallen apart.
Mixed emotions, blended equations.
A recipe to bond their feelings.
A togetherness, a sense to belong.
Disappear when lights are on
In the darkness we are saved
In the darkness we belong
In the darkness we are born (and die when the lights are on)
Try to run,
Leaving blood trails.
Choked to death on puppet strings
Your aura cuts through us.
And we will,
with the light
Burning through our soul.