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Can you feel the pain
Of the power that stands in drain?
Flooded with the heart's desire
You can't contain that fire
Power that drives you insane
Treated with all that violence
A dagger in the soul
That scar's you forever and more
Statues are not what you symbolize in sand and clay
But this is what you describe today
In front of the mirror you make stand
With power so grand
With a dark touch to the silvery hue
The image doesn't reflect you
And the first question asked : Why so?
Cause no mirror reflects a shadow
Its just the eyes that differentiate the shades
But there will be no image
Slaved by the un-bated fire
Look at the monster you made
So grave and so faint
That there is no image
Dried tears of coal
Power so unchecked and unquestioned
Printed so in your soul
But the mirror has no reflection
Scared by the truth unchained?
It is what you have to witness
Dreams in your eyes
With the skies devine
More ruthless than the under links
That is what power in hand means
"I should have the greatest image of all
Great, beautiful and tall"
Reflect the glory and power that you drained
But there is no reflection
Thinking all these among the shadowed trees
Swayed by the gentle breeze
"What in mind?"
Asked the child so innocent and blind
'Will the child think of me so low?
If I tell him I am a shadow'
So instead I put on a charming smile
That hides all the crimes
"Come closer my child
Let me hold you for a while"
'After all I was knocking the doors of insanity
While my death flirted with me'
I has a dark meaning.Its about a powerful man who thinks he has everything but has nothing.Here the mirror is the world and his image (reflection) is what people think of him.
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