Paroles de Lies Of The Mirror Which Lies Not

Lies Of The Mirror Which Lies Not A place so far A hidden nail A place so far An empty mirror A golden worm in the apple's middle Your burning tongue Brands the ignorance's nipple Like cold steel flowers Sharped by faith and terror We are broken pieces of the shattered mirror A place so far A hidden nail A place so far A cursed mirror Fat black dogs' mouths are feeding At the roots of your own withered faith Your regret marches on Le mani chiedono il pane Le mani ricevono piaghe Le mani che reggono il bene E asciugano le lacrime al male Blind the cursed mirror Save your damned ego The forsaken Figure in your eyes Is the lie of the mirror which lies not.