You.

So angry. So consumed by rage. So entrancing. There's a war to wage. I don't know you. No, not at all. But once I've found you, I will never fall. There's a pattern to you, there's a pattern in me, and now that I have you, we all will see. Through new eyes now, far better than then. Through new eyes now, I will see you again. And why shall we look at each other's feet, when our vision is clear, our souls will meet. I am tired now, but I won't sleep. I am frightened now, and still I weep. You're in the clear, you're on the brink, so let us go and finally think.