Days Of The White Owl by The Nerve Agents
In the darkness of the shadows lurks another side of me. Pieces you don't want to see. You gouge out your eyes in attempt to hold me high. I am your fear. I'm impurity. You scream sellout, and so it goes. How is that you could ever know me? You are not my friend. You only see a part of me. You don't know me. I am Jekyl. I am Hyde. And you cry for, I am reality. You don't want to see me. I'm not your assumption.