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You look above, you seek yourself

There's nothing there, emptiness reflects,

Our fragile mind, is yet unknown

In despair, it eagerly expects

You look below, you seek reprieve

The moment's gone, there's nothing here

For desperate hearts, forever still

Blood is art when it's spilled

Like chains around the haunted past,

The corrupted words in agony cast

Decay in hour of need and belief

One word can bring chaos and grief

The truth is yet a devil in a red dressing,

A negative soul, a negative blessing

Here stands the pillar of bones

It leans above your usurped thrones

Like chains around the haunted past,

The corrupted words in agony cast

Decay in hour of need and belief

One word can bring chaos and grief

cuz' hollow winds and crippled fate

You struggle to hold the image you create

The mirror knows the real view

You look for someone different

But the mirror shows you

(The truth is yet a devil) in a red dressing,

A negative soul, a negative blessing

Here stands the pillar of bones

It leans above your usurped thrones

This one is cursed to wander

Endlessly seeking death

Sick life

Forever marks the legacy of Cain