Mirrors - Fit For An Autopsy

(I saw your ghost in my reflection

I saw a darkness in the heart

I saw a shred of hope

I saw the world tear it apart

Our world is cold and empty)

I saw your ghost in my reflection

I saw a darkness in the heart

I saw a shred of hope

I saw the world tear it apart

I try and piece together

The parts of me that I want the world to see

But the mirror stares back, ever black, reminding me

Our world is cold and empty

I saw you slip

Into shallow pools of blood and blue

Servants of dark desire

Find shelter in a needle and fire

I starve the demons

But you still feed them

Another rush to the vein

In a lust to escape each ripple of pain

Tiny angels

In tiny hells

Contradictions

I know so well

Torment

When you can’t move forward

Sinking slower then the mind breaks

Another casket lowered that I can’t take

Sober

Carry your cross through lonely winters

My curse, my fate, my ghost

Beside me she whimpers

Our world is cold and fucking empty

An endless cycle of suffering

The pain has never fucking left me

Into the mirror ever black I see

Tiny angels

In tiny hells

Contradictions

I know so well

I saw your ghost in my reflection

I saw a darkness in the heart

I saw a shred of hope

I saw the world tear it apart

I try and piece together

The parts of me that I want the world to see

But the mirror stares back, ever black, reminding me

Our world is cold and empty

My curse, my fate, my ghost

I’d die before I let you go

My curse, my fate, my ghost

I’d die before it lets me go

Let me go

Let me go