I thought I could tell

One from the other.

Heaven and hell are far away.

Beneath this moment is only the ground.

Trace this picture, this singed trophy.

My rite is sold out.

Born today:

Number one.

Creator signed his rosy name,

Held above us,

As we stood the test of time.

In desperation I returned,

Glove on my right hand

To hide the scar you gave me.

My hellfire brother,

Save my soul tonight.

Mirror mirror lined down this street,

Showed me a path I was headed for.

Looking back I haven’t moved.

I’m still shaking your hand

And burning inside.