Tytuł: The figure in the mirror
- Wykonawca: L'Ame Immortelle
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Every time you put this mask on your face
A little piece of your soul dies away
The figure in the mirror's not me
A different reality
It's just a picture that you see
From my true self, I do flee
What I feel and what I see
I do through eyes of an enemy
Forced by powers pushing me
Resulting in fear and misery
I change myself to fit the needs....
During this Mutation my heart bleeds
Trying to adjust to Society
Not anymore I want to be free
Only a few could break the shell
Surrounding my soul's polluted well
Drink from it and you will see
All the pain that rests in me
It's like Pandora's box
With a number of haunted locks
The one who sees deep inside
knows all the feelings I do hide
Once you took a look inside of me
You decide between joy and misery
If you abuse the things you know
