Reflections run deep within your circle of scavengers
But only one is righteous for thee
Wisdom of hollow minds with souls blistered unpure
Urged to suffocate the voice unfit for their cause

Enslaved perception and behaviour
Watch as the sheep mock the one broken free from the chain

Oblivious loathing comes from the depths of unknown
With burning eyes you gaze through the mirror
But no truth they see
Just mere twists from reflections you see

Fire is still aflame and silent are victim of persecution
To be devoured in their feasts
In their wisdom supremacy divine
They knew what is good for us
And drowned us into the bliss of everlasting hell

Shards that rip my skin came from the mirror I chose not to carry within
But he who will judge you, he once embraced the sin of reflecting glance