The Mirror کے بول

Lord, damn the man who made the mirror We were only made to see our flesh in flickers Every morning, every night Clinging to our great divine Lord, damn the man who made the mirror I was born with hands to feel Born with eyes to see But only on my knees in rivers Never in the deepest winters Lord, damn the man who made the mirror I was not made to meet my eyes of fear I was born with ears to hear Born with eyes to see But only bent on wetland slivers Kneeling down as if it's scripture Lord, damn the man who made the mirror I was not meant to meet my eyes of fear Ah-ah, oh-ah (ah-ah) Ah-ah, oh-ah (ah-ah) Ah-oh, ah, oh, oh Ah-ah, oh-ah (ah-ah) Ah-ah, oh-ah (ah-ah) Ah-oh, oh, oh Lord, damn the man who made the mirror