Look into the darkest body of mind Tell the truth to your luck what you find Are you scared? You’re looking in a bloody mirror You are always looking in a bloody mirror In a mirror
Listen to the beating sounds of the drum Like your heart it tells you where you come from But you don’t care. You’re looking in a bloody mirror You are always looking in a bloody mirror I wonder if you’re just dead, my dear To make this understood for good In a mirror
And you wanna call the president But you don’t even know your own name And you wanna call a doctor And you give up, he might think you're insane And you wanna make a passing But you don’t even know the guy But you are always in a mirror You are always living in a bloody mirror I wonder if you’re just dead my dear To make this understood for good And feel your soul in blood and cold Perfections of the childhood In a mirror