The mirror and the truth

I hear a thousand voices
I see a thousand faces
When i look around
Can't see a single face
on the mirror
but a shadow all alone
The burning candle
The broken glasses
I have entered a shattered fortress
That was my home before
In and out
Drifting like a wave
I seek the answer of my existence
I look at the mirror
and I find the answer
I was young and handsome
Before i died a long time ago