no strength, I can not breathe pil in the eyes and lips in the blood How long we do not know how we can divide the world into balance the two of us how many pieces of mirror fragments have been glued to the reflection of the whole? But I'm obsessed with you fatal and painful doom You name the disease you obsession abyss hungry proud glory Everything and anything you universe
Do not call my name You have no more access
Those you see more of the truth We a fallen. blind faith has angry eyes Cold mind rules the universe dictating its own laws You obsession is a pain We a fallen.
Pounding in the temples, burned the blood interferes with sleep. Deprives the thoughts, feelings, emotions, Just want to scream. You can grub and roars Go crazy and think die. Nails dig into the skin you, yelling Crowds on the body shivers, strong and shivering. She stole your life pain no more.
How many worlds are hidden in the mirror maze gray faces dark shadow assembled puzzle one by one paint a grim picture of the world faded colors Give me liberty and give me a spindle Give sense of hope and let me believe that again in the reflection of you and me, we are real, we are alive.
Teach me to breathe again in this new world feel like we live the truth of living with your fingertips warm throbbing reality for both of us assembled into a coherent whole out of fragments of old until they have faded until it cooled Again, from my way you remember the last time he led us into the abyss we have not turned our road ended in agony.
Doomed to live in a broken Mirror disturbed fragments of past lives and mixed randomly flickering every minute of unlived every word unsaid and undone every sigh Live in the whole world awake or stay dumb shadows mourning the past. How many mirrors and so many roads that we can choose, or confused by finding each other in a maze. depends on us whether we can collect if we can believe.