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Reflected face, dragged from the void without a soul |
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Illusive dream, poisoned with no control |
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Consuming time, condemned arise from glassy sleep |
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A vengeful mind, prowling into dreams it seeps |
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Now it seeps |
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Murdered mirror takes revenge upon the narcissic one |
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A trail of vengeance follows, bleaching bones a bastard son |
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Gaze upon silver coloured soul, bizarre occurs |
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Rapid ageing, growing old, alias the blur |
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Anomalous entity |
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Drawn into your dream |
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Solace ingesting age |
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Is in the way it breeds |
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Bitterness the crying words |
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Corroded affair betrayed |
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Weeping in its futile anguish |
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Leaving its victims shattered and decayed |
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Pause for reflection |
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Screeching, deformed, frozen face |
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Threatening from the unquiet place |
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Stalking beauty to feel such pain |
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A pleasing violence it's so insane |
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So insane |
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In reflection the eyes they glare and gleam |
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Muted howlings from within a victims dream |
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Ferocious are its embroilled cries |
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The mirror never lies |
