As Diamonds scattered in the dark, from the black side of the maleficent glass
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Nocturnal eyes reflects in me-the Mirrorland
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Spellbinding whispers, enticing songs of Sirens, to the rythym of my enraptured heart
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so the blood pounds ragint through my veins, to the prepetual pulse of dark
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Now ice-cold fingers ticks my flesh, like frozen caresses by the dead
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When the final corperal breath within my lungs I breathe with ease
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So close the door behind my back-unmask reality
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Reveal the secrets of thy heart-oh Mirrorland
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In thy embrace, I shall not fear, though the temporal tempt will never blind me here
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Into thy open arms, thy chaperon warmth, my disguise will fall.
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From the heaving darkness i behold, myself on the other side of the glass
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In flesh and blood, an empty shell of memories
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As a statue fazing back at me, a photographic mirage
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A reflection of me still in his hollow eyes, frozen in time
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I turn my head and walk away, throughout my darkned inner maze
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Through veils of memories and dreams, frozen to ice inside of me
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But as I walk this narrow path, I see that everything is glass
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Like mirrorwals surrounding me I can not flee!
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Thick fluid fog, fused with the dark, as vreils of blackened diabloic art
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with mailicious strength, as an entity, as an invisible noose, it tries to strangle me
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So warm , the embalming caress through my skin, and withering body
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Snuffed by the flickering fingers of death, A bloodtasting gust of graven aroma
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sweet upon my lips-(as I taste)-the other side
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The kiss of death, like poison through my veins every breath like claws inside of me
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In the living shades a face appears, I can not move, but my gaze is crystal-clear
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A grin upon his bloodless lips reflects within the darkness of my eyes
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Through doors, where behind the unknown hides
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searching places to the puzzle of my life
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Through the black meanders of my mind, through dreams and time
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Forever more my soul will crawl, within trhe corners of mirrorwalls
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Trying to flee, to escape from dark, but I am trapped within the endless halls
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I walk away from my reflection, but the shadow of me has engraved itselff on the glass
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Etched in the black secret side of the door to the unknown, inside dreams
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In Mirrorland-forever more.
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Mirrorland
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| Noctes |
