Teller: Painted by the most innocent of hands: Jung’s deepest nightmare. She said: “Come, let me embrace you Shadow.” As she painted a man wicked as can. Standing in the back, his Shadow intact. A familiar face with a warning attached: yet a gentle hand.
[ Lady Predation ]: He will indeed nurture because he can, alike he swing me into a waltz. This Shadow King caring as can: his hand on my waist we’re in for a dance.
Who is wise enough to contemplate what a man is to be? The great Marcus Aurelius with feminine patience and masculine mastery. Ruling as King, within the bounds of Power, where his enemies observe, yet Shadow they can’t see: they disappear. Behold to his Tira, she feel no fear in the light of his predatory terror.
[ Malvolient ]: She’s like the girl in the corner, thinking boy i wanna know ya: while she thinking she’s the passionate one. While the man in the back, he is the Shadow and enchanter.
Singer: Tonight, girl, I am your God
I will show you the heavens
Then bring you straight to hell
Where we’ll practice the carnal
knowledge, that’s condemed.
Singer: Where i will be your Master
Show you the Shadow
That i truly am – Malvolient
’cause i will show you the twisted
Let you come in the torment of pleassure
We carry the curse of lust
Teller: Yet whom is to say that a world on predation ought to be evil? Maybe beneath it all it shows out humanity more than not. Where pain and suffering causes joy and happiness, and even the empty heart that flutter with joy from nothing but life itself.
Self: Never would i tell you to be shameful for not achieving. Is the price of achievement truly worth it? A lifetime of injury? Or perhaps even death? Can your Ego accept a non-need?
[ Malvolient ]: For i need only what i self demand, what i self desire. I need no recognition for i am Master. I need no she, yet she decide to be. I can feel your pain – let us suffer the same. I can feel your fear – let me scary you to death!
[ Lady Predation ]: Can you feel the Predation when our lips come together? Do you feel the warmth, even in self-depression? Will you feel nothing but lost, in this beautiful world?
Observer: Can you see yourself as a frog, nailed on it’s back to a plank. Your human legs, arms and torso stretched out. What beautiful creations that we are!
[ Malvolient ]: Can you not desire her bondage, as she is beautiful to me. Perhaps from weakness of strength, i sense the snake is near. – You dare not see through the Shadow, because through the Shadow is fear. And through fear you find by depression, natural self selection, death is near. And will you not see me, as equally apt. Wont you some to the Shadow realm? And in this life you are not meant to know.