The mirror captures hidden despair,
A broken soul beyond repair...

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Tonight lets pick another flaw...

The soldiers go marching past,
Whilst I am cowering in the dark...

Swirling colours, twisting fast,
Floating pictures from my past...

It lies, and waits for new heartache,
Just waiting for my strength to break...

Everyday Iâ??m faced with the...
Sometimes asked with genuine affection...

Donâ??t justify my actions,
And tell me that Iâ??m...

My fate was set when I held that knife,
Trying to cut away my strife...

From my corner I observe this life,
Filled with useless and pathetic strife...

Dirt falls in masses from the mine,
And I hear a whistle thats just a chime...

Shove me sideways across the board,
Plunge my side with your bloody sword...