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what do you see when you see yourself

the son that's playing in the streets

the father trying to make his way

the old man that has gone insane

the daughter beautiful and good

the mother mercyful and free

the hag all shrivelled up and wise

a rotten corpse is all you'll be

look into my mirror mask

a nightmare born from broken glass

labyrinthine darkness

what do you see when you see yourself

where will you be when I am gone

a husk that's rotting all alone

no voice to guide no hand to hold

no face to guide you all along

is life a dream is death a trip

who will decide who'll get a grip

you feel the self slipping away

embrace the comfort of decay

what do you see when you see yourself

the son that's playing in the streets

the father trying to make his way

the old man that has gone insane

the daughter beautiful and good

the mother mercyful and free

the hag all shrivelled up and wise

a rotten corpse is all you'll be

who are you when the chips are down

what lies hidden deep inside

what's the path that you define

the call to arms the battlecry