The images of a dark mist,
Cloud your vision.
Nothing but shadows,
Of your own fiction.

The shadows dance,
In spirit to be freed.
But the glass of diamonds,
Keep it from being seen.

Look deeply, daily
Into your own demise.
Blinded by your desire,
Coated with your lies.

But don't try and fool us,
Don't act wise
We all know the secrets
Behind your crystal eyes.