Reflections - Akphaezya

Sometimes I hear a voice telling

Through my passions

That I have no choice but my Fate and it’s reasons

Reflections on obsessions

Obsessions of the reflections

It is strange, this feeling

Obsessions of the reflections

Reflections on obsessions

Poison fades

As my veins drown you heart

Of a tear, of a last spark

I see more and more

Sparks in the mirror

The more it shines

The more the tone seems mine

Reflections on obsessions

Obsessions of the reflections

It is strange, this feeling

Obsessions of the reflections

Reflections on obsessions

Poison fades

As my veins drown you heart

Of a tear, of a last spark

I see more and more

Sparks in the mirror

The more it shines

The more the tone seems mine

Night after night

I forgot such a pain could have been real

But if my heart is still bleeding

Even it’s beat I can not feel