In the dark within our souls a story births
A tale of shadows lurking in our mirth
Two faces peering one gentle one cruel
A dance of flames beneath a tranquil pool
In friendship’s light or enmity’s cold lair
We play the role dictated by a dare
Our hearts like clay yet hard as stone
To build or break we act alone
We are the doctor we are the beast
We feed on love we thrive on least
In every breath in every sigh
A whisper echoes do or die
We paint with kindness wear a mask so thin
But underneath the monster gnaws within
Our paths may cross we shift we sway
A game of hearts we choose to play
Tolerant and cruel hand in hand we go
The line is blurred the shadows grow
Capable of light but darkness calls
We weave a web with fragile walls
We are the doctor we are the beast
We feed on love we thrive on least
In every breath in every sigh
A whisper echoes do or die