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 THE TWINS
 
  and nothing else in his eyes
 And once again he awakes in this closed  chamber
 Explaining parts of  coming to him
 His  are woolly, no birth-date
 Past forgotten
 Vicious, dangerous, incurable
 
 As all the other times he's searching  his brother
 Supposing  he owes him this new solitary confinement
 Fixed glance, he pricks up  ear
 Assuring us he  who's behind the door
  of our existence
 He begins  speak alone
 
 Who are you?  you the other me?
 How could I know who I am? I'm  a half of myself
  I feel this pain
 
 Do you hear my  behind this fucking door?
 I hear  my brother
 Why have they put us in a  place?
  don't I remember?
 I have to tell you something, we've done  evil
 We have murdered  father
 We've  it together
 
 Dissociation of  always torn between fraternal love and hate
 
 He refuses to pay the price for his 
 Fit  anger he violently breaks the door
 And  he realizes what stand behind
 Not his brother but  nothing