one to another fading away
the images refect my imperfection
and how do i decide what to say
to my own reflection

when the night has come so goes the day
these sullen words will taste like ash
as i hold onto the what i may
while everyone i know slips past

i spend a lot of time in places
where magic is purely a physical thing
i am lost amung the shattered faces
Now as I lift my voice and sing

all these blurred lines and edges
wont show me the image in my mind
as i drag myself through the dredges
searching for something i wont find

a peace of mind, a piece of me
something worth what I see
figures dancing in my dreams
cracked faces staring back at me

so now, obsessed with your own demise
stare into the mirror with vacant eyes
wishing for silence, wishing for shame
as i wish for an ending to your pain