And see yourself reflected a hundred times over.
You can decide which is the real you.
Come into my hall of mirrors,
To stare intently at the glass of truth and lies.
You can discover the world beyond.
Come into my hall of mirrors,
And lose yourself amongst the images you see.
You can find great comfort or despair.
Come into my hall of mirrors,
To touch what is so near yet so far.
You will find it icy cold.
Come into my hall of mirrors,
And tickle your senses with love and regret.
You will come forth moved, I guarantee.
Come into my hall of mirrors,
To silence lusts, hopes and dreams that whisper.
Your darkness shall be relieved.
Yes, Come into my hall of mirrors,
As so many have before and seen.
No matter how many times you look,
You can never, truly see.
