Cloaked in a layer of frost 
They can hardly talk 
Only glare through each other, 
When their ragged roads cross 

Far apart on safe ground 
Memories are a shroud 
Fallen over them 
Honest
Freeing screams to resound 

The twin thieves 
Twin liars 
Guard their evils in armor,
Both fearful and vain
Until their day on the pyre 

Few words are spared 
In the midnight blue 
From either passing vessel,
The silence shared 
Rings true