You emanated through the Light
From the rising of Ages
"A Godly Present" is your identity
But we wonder why do you exist...
We are brittle and you're the immortal
You'll always excel and we know that
Your twin-brother coming from gloom
Always apprehend our hearts faster than you
Who's your creator?
Who's your shipper?
We can choose what to follow
You're always austere and blameless
Your twin-brother is always the Adulator
The hidden demon inside our soul
We are brittle and you're the immortal
You'll always excel and we know that
A big torment maybe a sweet sin
Without being a sin but always harsh
(Chorus)
No Balance between you and him, Hate
Oh, Love, What was in your Creators' mind?
Hate always so easy you are always so hard
And us, having to choose between you and Him
You slight us
Your inner relation is always unbalanced, so polemic
We are just weak creatures in your hands
We, lettered idiots, believing in our sense
Two strong elements born from fire
Building and tearing worlds and values
Who's the one that will traverse to your existence?