Misfortune paves the way – unseen,
And guides me to the Seven Sided Mirror,
To share in shadowed dreams.
Mysterious and crystalline,
Gilded by the beauty and the terror,
Of the magic held inside.
And all at once they come to me,
Reflections of a face, broken and weathered,
Letting out a silent scream.
They turn to look me in the eye,
The more I stare the more I come to realise,
The fears they feel are mine.
Deep in the ancient, magic mirror,
All my fears have come to life,
Trapped in a prison of my making,
Paralysed.
Each of the seven demons calling,
Tearing at fragments of my mind,
Taking my form and calculating,
My demise.
(Oh...)
The seven sided mirror.
(Oh...)
The seven sided mirror.
As the walls closed in around me,
Tears of glass began to fall,
I did not feel the need to turn and break my gaze,
From shattering reflections of my soul.
(Oh...)
The seven sided mirror.
(Oh...)
The seven sided mirror.