Empty stares, screens of ice
bending our human reflection
Fading suns, right before my eyes
Born to rise, scared to fall
sad wings that weigh on our shoulders
shivering crows fly before my eyes
No more false seeds that grow in our minds
No point grieving in safe shells
Silence, the weapon we turn to ourselves
It's time to break the mirror
Force is the other side of pain
Silent cries, plastic smiles
there's blood in the hands that caress you
Demons disguised dance before my eyes
Born to rise, scared to fall
sad wings that weigh on our shoulders
shivering crows fly before my eyes
No more false seeds that grow in our minds
No point grieving in safe shells
Silence, the weapon we turn to ourselves
It's time to break the mirror
Force is the other face of pain
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