A lone figure in black (s o d a r k) crouched in an alley, his black cloak nigh invisible against the (too dark, it's like solid d a r k n e s s ...) pewter and tar. Black dripped in rivulets all over him in contrast to his olive, olive skin. Black so thick in the rain that it's like the blood that stains the ground in front of that (What are these M e M o R i E s ? They aren'tmine.) skyscraper. The one that he fought in front of.
"That's right, I r e m e m b e r you! You w e r e the one–"
whoamI?
whereamI?
What am I?
"...traitor."
"Like I had a h e a r t."
Skin, muscle and vein peel back. (W h a t i s t h i s?!) No blood, just blackblackblack. Liquid onyx (drip,drip,dripping) on an asphalt dance floor. It oozes, it doesn't squirt like it should. (We do too have h e a r t s!) No resounding pulse echoes in this shell.
Nothing, from Nowhere, I'm No one at all!
what'swrongwithme? amIevenstillalive?
who are you?!
"Revenge..."
Bits of flesh now cover the tar-and-concrete (Or is it S t e e l and I c e- like his h e a r t?) ground. Whispers of bodies, and souls; blackblackblack shadows (What's going on?! W h a t are these... Hear–) crowd around the base of a building. (N o o n e w o u l d m i s s m e ...) He isn't here. He's a traitor to our cause. Did he taint (His powers over the darkness were so i N t O x I c A t I n G) me, too? Where is the crimson? All I see is black,black,black...
"You don't look like you're half the h e r o the others were."
Radiate,recognize one silent call.
whyamIhere?! whatisthis...?
What is wrong with me?
Something's missing but I don't know what! What could I be missing, that would make me feel... (N o t h i n g f r o m n o w h e r e)
"We've got something in common, —"
I can't feel. Or maybe I won't- I haven't figured that out yet. My h e a r t , it's long ceased beating. That's what they tell me now in this white catacomb in the s k y . Everything is too high, I've always had a f e a r of heights, but (Ro–) he was always with me when w e were somewhere h i g h up.
"I thought you'd praise me, but all you ever do is hold me back."
I... I think I can f e e l. But only when he's around. He made me feel w h o l e. (As we a l l form one dark flame. I n c I n e R a t E...)
"That's not t r u e ! I would..."