Every time i look in the mirror
my demon appears
an ugly freak
and his face is all to clear
a marriage of virtue and viciousness
such a contradiction of life
shouldn't be in existence
and it wont be for much longer
ill never survive
if only i were stronger
i might not die
but its already broken all my bones
and started draining my blood
and i think he doing it just for fun
I've fought the beast
tooth and nail
i tried and tried
but I'm just to frail
now as i stare into his eyes
he stares back and slows down time
i recognize his face
and thats because its mine
