The Black Mirror There are mirrors and the Black Mirror...

The Black Mirror

There are mirrors and the Black Mirror...



Finally the time comes
to look for you in my mirror

Finally the time comes
to look for you in my mirror

How many moons
how many suns
between your time
and mine

but there are no hours
here
in the reflections side

but there are no hours
here
in the reflections side


I already feel the cold
that precedes your spectre
and leaves with no movement
the flame
of the white candles

the white candles

Cold, cold,
cold heart
Cold, cold,
cold eyes
cold perdition

Cold, cold,
cold heart
Cold, cold,
cold eyes
cold perdition


Sounds clock
sounds now
opens the door
to the limbo

Sounds clock
sounds now

Hook us up
with your needles
do not stop this soft dancing
even if we become ice

Cold, cold,
cold heart
Cold, cold,
cold eyes
cold perdition

Cold, cold,
cold heart
Cold, cold,
cold eyes
cold perdition