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Walk through a hall of mirrors

Smoke and dust, in your eyes

Catch a glimpse of your enemy, and you know it looks just like me

Darkness, my friend

Paranoia - is this the end?

Followed through a twisting maze

Lost forever, in Psychedelic Haze

In the hallways, of your mind

Echoes of a, long forgotten crime

Kept awake by, voices in your head

Do you wish it had been me instead?

The mirrors crash around your head

In broken shards you stand alone

You know it had to take its toll

Across broken shards you start to crawl