Mirror Mirror on the wall
From God's graces have I started to fall
Now that I'm traveling down this path I am doubtful that I can return
I'm not sure what's happening to me
Or why I've accepted sweet insanity
I implore you to tell me who I've become, no, better yet, what.
On the edge of an abyss I now teeter
Inches out of this hole I slip back a meter
Will I escape this constant limbo? No, never on my own
For I know how to set myself free
The key to my secape is, simply, me
I could release myself from my toment, and yet I've chosen to stay.
I have now grown accustomed to the pain
I think "The more I suffer, the more I gain"
I hate it here, I love it here, I'm too afraid to leave
Vivo in limbus infernum
Can anyone save me from what I've become?