Something has changed
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The air seems to be vibrating.
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The evil is coming from the ancient walls.
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I can feel its breath, I'm shaking
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I can't turn back anymore.
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The crumbling mortar,
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The cracked floor,
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All the details are so vivid,
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And the mirror on the wall...
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My face still glitters in it.
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Dust swallows my steps
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But deep inside my mind
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The echoes of my steps are deafening.
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My fear makes me blind
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The room is cursed perhaps.
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The crumbling mortar,
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The cracked floor,
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All the details are so vivid,
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And the mirror on the wall...
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My face still glittes in it.
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Memories are coming back
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The ones I tried to bury...deep.
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They've always painted my dreams black
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Now I'm facing them indeed.
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I see myself as a child,
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I can see my brother too.
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"It" possessed him and he went wild.
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I see him embrace our mother.
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She didn't seem to have a clule.
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But Death reflected in her eyes of blue.
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I've been a fugitive all my life,
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But "It" always found me and now
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I'm facing the mirror again somehow.
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"Come and join us on the other side."
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Burning eyes are watching me
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Invisible hands are taking.
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"You belong here already."
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"We are your family."
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The tiny fragments of mirror
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Cut deep into my face.
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I can't feel the pain any more.
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I'm just standing there shivering
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And suddenly I feel
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That something evil revives in me.
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The Mirror
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| Dying Wish |
