Mirror, mirror on the war path.
Who's under your breath.
Delivering unto death.
Delivering unto sage and
a driving hand wager the face
whenever you doom the world
with your apathy. Who's
the sol beneficent from your absorbed
Lapsing in your feeble mind.
Dead dreaming of a better life.
Layers of lies like a black bane of times.
Leaving you blind.
Death defy your open mind.
These hostile forces of cast iron pride.
Lives like a heart of steel.
A person of ill mind, and troubled in all it's parts.
To signal to those parched waves.
Dismember disfigured the feeling
of all. Watching the world fall and fall...
and be blind to it's innovation.
Like a fool, as a fool.
To the wonders that fall.