remember the promise you made Returning through the light light of emotions as you can see I'll rise again I spent my life to dream in the mirrors of the night
don?t want to see what I've become I?m condemned to walk the night, and I don?t care, no I don't care cos in the morning light, the mirror lies, cos
I don?t want to see what I've become I?m condemned to walk the night, and I don?t care, no I don't care cos in the morning light, the mirror lies,
you are, you are a whispering campaign. I bet to them your name is Cheap, I bet to them you look like - shh... Talk to the mirror, oh, choke back tears
a bitch So he started his engine and way deep inside, The devil just turned on the switch Refrain: Hellracer - looking' for chaos Where will you arrive? Riding' the dark night
become) Through the candlelit Bloodstained mirrors... to succumb to the netherworld of Satan. Stare through the eyes of my mirror master, And the mirror
I clench my first and break my chains Destroy the mirror of tears I force the night to smash you down And lose my innocence (I'm) Blinded by the fire
I couldn't see I couldn't hear It shut me off when you were near Like a cloud a dusty mirror It disappears You disappear All the sudden all alone I'm
through peaks and valleys, dilly dallying, Around with the idea, of ending the shit right here. I'm hatin' my reflection, I walk around the house tryin' to fight mirrors
ALL KNOCK-KNEED ONE LOOK IN THE MIRROR I GOTTA REACH FOR THE CLEARASIL I GET SO NERVOUS AND SWEATY PALMS I GOT A DRAWER FULL OF TRAINING BRAS I STAY UP ALL NIGHT
follow me There's nothing else for me to say My public adores me! Everybody bores me they just so corny So at night before i sleep i look in the mirror The mirror
send a curse out In to the night You're back again You're travel-worn Standing here In the town you were born It's not your home The mirror sees you
amorphous illusions Thwart your willingness to believe The beauty disturbed The amulet, opener of forgotten doors Leads back to that doomed tiara-night
way it went out of control I cannot do without these glorifying means, my remedy, These amazing illusions, fantasies Grunts: Fantasy, not for me, like another mirror
the way it went out of control I cannot do without this gloryfying means, my remedy, The amazing illusions, fantasies Fantasy, not for me, like another mirror
would take a part of me away with you And I never got to say good-bye I look in the mirror now and all I see is yesterday At night I hear your voice
I am of crimson blood nought shall hold me mirror mine the dark of night reflects me in water Ablaze are my eyes my soul consumed by woe my braids weaved