Through the Broken Mirror - Winterhorde

Take a look in the mirror

What did you expect to see there?

Piteous shadow or brave childhood’s hero

Lonely aging comes from nowhere

Spirit fumes wake the ulcerous hunger

Dusty shelves are just like salt on the wound

Everything is dead, but the anger

Born to light from it’s cancerous womb

No return to this life, it’s too late

No regrets for this miserable fate

In this world of Materia, we are all slaves

Of mental decay

No more fear of the new coming day

No more care what the others will say

The reflection in fragments of mirror will show

The time of your play

You won’t reach to the stars

Standing on crumbling chair

Envy cockroaches and mice

For no burden to bare

And the hunger prevails

Piercing the guts like a nail

Like a primordial beast

Chase the prey on the run

One inaccurate step

And you bleed on the ground

Disgraceful blunder

Has marked «eleven» on your forehead

«No return to this life, it’s too late

No regrets for this miserable fate

In this world of Materia, we are all slaves

Of mental decay

No more fear of the new coming day

No more care what the others will say

The reflection in fragments of mirror will show

The time of your play…»