Look into that ancient mirror All dressed in gold, Silver and scentless Flowers in bloom
Tortuous tongues welcome you From beyond the dusty glass So seductive But the words have a hollow ring
Cannot hold on to the phantasm And the reflection fades away Turned cold and dark, the blank mirror Now leaves you to your silent screams
You're stuck in an illusion The fragile glass is shattered You're stuck in an illusion Gazing at the idle, golden drapery The mind must open its eye Behold the might of your quintessence The mind must open its eye
Look at that ancient mirror Now covered with mold, Verdigris and lifeless Excrescences that loom
The broken glass depicts a four-legged creature But as the remnants decay And your illusionary self seeks deeper You feel the harsh burden of heavenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
