-Josh Sylvia
As I lie face down in front of the mirror, who is it that I see
It is the bitter face of this stranger staring back at me
In his eyes I see the pains of a tortured soul
As a child with many dreams, which the world soon stole
I do not know this person, who scares me ever so
As he seems to cry out, I wonder if he's friend or foe
His eyes will not turn away from me, as his image sticks in my mind
I turn away, but when I look back, it's him I'll always find
I do not know his face, or what he wants from me
Why oh why, can he not just leave me be
I shout and cry at him to just go the fuck away
But as I run into the night, the price he says I'll pay
Could this be God to give me the ultimate and final test
Or could this be death, to bring me to my final rest
This could very well be Satan, and my soul he would claim
Might just as well be the sign of life, it's all the same
Everything seems so blurred, my sanity I've now lost
If I knew the madness, I would not have paid the cost
The mirror now lays shattered, with the broken pieces on the floor
Now maybe I can get some rest, I'll speak of this never more