Pale, desperate, cold
Lost in corridors where mirrors reflects my thoughts
A gift to tear, glaze and outstanding

Till you see... it's less than what you have expected

A disgraceful attempt to find someone who can travel with me along this journey, along this river drowning me, along the daydream

I have walked this far long seen from far above yet when I looked aside no one near
I am alone


In front those mirrors, truth reflects so ugly and disgusting
Yet truth is only lies our bare hearts won't see
Never see