I look into my eyes
All I see is the shell of a former man
All my faults are scarred across my skin
Bleeding from my eyes is the putrid infection of sin

I see the hands of my reflection
Reach from the mirror
Time begins to slow
I can see them getting nearer

I grasp the hands and get pulled into the embrace of a monster
I shake, I twist, I try to break free
In the end its impossible
I need to just except me