Reflections Of The Past - Winter's Verge

There she stood alone

Bathed by the moonlight

Inside her dwelling she has stayed

For all she can recall

The mirrors that surround her

To which her image now is bound

Tell her lies about her beauty

And reality is unfound

The house that which she stays in Was old and made of stone

The walls commence to crumble

And the mirrors start to fall

Then the Glass begins to shatter

And the truth will now unveil

«Why has my beauty vanished?»

«Why has the room all changed?»

«The walls are full of cobwebs

And the air is choked by dust»

Now all that she remembers

Are reflections of the past…

Now a broken room,

All is ruined,

But one, a mirror stands alone

And this one does not lie

Reflections of her past life

Had been enslaved between the light

And the image that she witnessed

Was a tragic shameless lie

Her awareness at this moment

That the world had crumbled down

Made her glance upon the mirror

But it quickly cracks and hits the ground

Why?

Was the truth concealed from me?

This is just a nightmare, this it cannot be!

Life has played it’s tricks and now it mocks me Now I’m just a monster, a sick and dreadful being

Fare only in my heart, but I feel that’s now diseased

Death is all that wakes me, from my only mirror dreams