Triskelion Identity

There are three of me,
Walking to the edges,
Of my triskelion identity,
One never loses hope,
In search for justice,
The quench he will never satisfy,
No matter how deep he's fallen,
He burns will endless light,
Untouchable by those in flight,
Burning away the shadows,
With angelic light,
The other never changes,
Determined his called,
To me his stubborn more like it,
His endless will,
Takes down endurance,
For he will never change spots,
Set his task,
As to see results,
On his one track mind,
The front,
Steal for the blind,
Lies to protect,
Tricks evil,
His a double edge sword,
But a loyal one,
Earn his trust and cling to him,
For he will never have a change of heart,
This free now run away,
To the end,
Of my triskelion identity,
To brush away my existence,
They know they never will,
For I live on in them,
Goodbye for now,
Until then,
The meeting of three,
The triskelion deity...