Woke up in the dead of night
Under dark command
Servants sun like a sleepy ghost
Or a hidden hand
Surreptitious steps the two of us
On the carousel
Unseen by the strangers eyes
The natural parallel
Rise up the night is near
In the den of ghosts
Put your arm around the grief of ages
Like a bag of bones
As above
So below
The double knows
A narrow divide
Between the lines
The shadow and I
Coming alive
Together
Good or bad two ways to death
By the grinding sea
Evil deeds and the damage done
Left in Disbelief
We are one
Forever
The natural parallel