The Three Who Are Me 

Can you see the flames, as the fire dies...

I am Three. The Youth, the Mocker, the Silent One.

Can you see the sorrow within their eyes...

The Youth is the first. He is life, he is joy. Curiosity. He can do anything and everything.

Into mist they'll take you soul, they'll take your heart...

The Mocker is the second. He is old, he is wisdom. Cynicism. His greatest pleasure is laughing at the Youth.

Whispering winds from the land of the nevermore...

The Silent One is the third. For a long time I didn't even know he exists, I believed I was Two. He just sits back in the shadows and does... Nothing. Nothing at all.

Do you know what they hide, hide within their hearts...

The Youth wants the Mocker to stop laughing at him, so that he can have fun.
The Mocker wants the Youth to fall down the stairs, get run over by a car, and generally get hurt.
I have no idea what the Silent One wants. From the glimpse I've had of him, I don't think I'd enjoy finding out.

Fallen leaves coloured red, blood of all the dead...

Only once, when they were together, there was Unity. Only once, they were in complete agreement. The first Sunday in the last year's September. Very early hours of morning. That was the day. The end of the beginning, and the beginning of the end. They will all be in it together.

Friend or foe...