The Mirror - Unprocessed

The soul like broken glass

Perforated like cold shards

Dont you see my looking glass in front of me?

Mir mirror is staring back at me once again

My eyes stops to watch

The light begins to fade away

I have a secret

Do I regret my thoughts?

A voilent wave expanding ruthless

Could we choose the live?

Could we choose to exist?

Look at the world we´ve got nothing to keep

I have a secret I do not tell

A voilent wave expanding directionless

Could we choose, can we breath the same air?

Like before?

My glass starring back at me

Do I feel ashamed not to see