Something's dragging me into my own reflection
Forcing to see no face of recollection
And though this all may seem to serve as my confession
It merely holds two halves of what I used to be

A porcelain heart chained up within its bony cages
Holding onto a spine like old and crumpled pages
Although its mouth is stitched I know inside it rages
For fear it breaks speaking of what's inside of me

If sanity let down its hair I would climb to it
The taste of blood within my mouth is hard to spit
Cause hate isn't like some addiction you can quit
It becomes like a deadly oath, a crimson creed

Reality burns darkened eyes lidded with sorrow
A curtain drawn against the nightmares of tomorrow
Gasping for air because the truth is hard to swallow
Our dreamscape is overrun by our enemies
 
These contradictions lick the corners of my conscious
Eroding it like glass dulling around the edges
Slipping into the cracking walls is where it wedges
A legion of despairing souls wait to break free

I stand under streetlights dimmed to a soft gold color
It refracts from my skin milken with all its pallor
Beneath this mask are faces of a thousand strangers
You cannot hope to find mines in this acid sea