Krande

Surrender:Absolution Brother, I am finished. I will fight no more forever. I'm wearied so of war; of watching Bright lives coldly severed We turned our backs; I walked away In anger from my brother. But walking 'round the world just brought us Back to face each other. In you I see the opposite Of everything in me. Bound in that opposition, We've never yet been free. There's no hope of forgiveness For all we've said and done. But understanding might make space For love where there was none. So I come to you, my brother: My Other Self, my Friend – The mirrored image I must face At every cycle's end – I come to you in hope That i