Из альбома: Not a Gleam of Hope

I stare into my face
We are connected by solitude
Together tied in chains of despair
Not a gleam of Hope

Mentally enslaved nameless
Having no future and no past
I look at myself from the surface of a black lake

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Mirrors call
Mirrors melt
Mirrors take me out of here

What the silver moon sings about
In eternal collapse at night
What I am looking for in the empty skies
(Empty like me)
A Swallow of freedom sticks in my throat
When the sun goes down
In the mirrors of despair
There is only my face

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