I wonder if I knew you once.

I can't recall the person I was then

Or if, at the hour of my birth,

I screamed for who I'd been.

And God in his Infinite Sadism,

Conjured me this time a fool

And placed you in my road again

To replay the duel.

In the days we don't remember,

Was your mortal deed of innocence?

And I, the one with mirthless sneer,

Who carried out your sentence.

I, who once may have been me-

The life I love, could I then take?

Did I force you towards the guillotine,

Or perhaps burn you at the stake?

Maybe Fate pushed you to me.

Lay me gently on the rack, ripped apart

For nothing in this life,

Because I once merely broke your heart.

Whatever harm I've done you,

In another time and place,

I must have wronged you wretchedly

To earn the scars that burn my face.

When we met again, you knew me when

My blindfold was your hood of black,

And, in justice, I have been condemned

For you to hold the axe.

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