The reflections reach out From the broken mirror Can you truly see? Is it all imaginary? Trick of the mind, there is only goodness in the hearts of humankind The riddle of the flowers, the secret of earth, the frozen pulse is no more Smiling faces aren't always pure Trying to act all kind, to spare others from the hurt, when dancing on shards of glass Distorted world, the rabbit is the mastermind behind all the ruin Nothing is what it seems, even a cheetah cheats it's way to glory Writing destiny with their own hands, through the aid of lies Deny, deny, deny the clarity of the definition The clever dance with the meaning of creation Voices of the past haunt the newborn sunlight Trying to accomplish what it was tasked with, to sing about the order of things and not the will of the heart The faceless maiden, tries to smile, but she can only project the actions of others The soulless siren experiences life through the colors of existence The world is outlined with the structure of hell and colored with the promises of heaven The eyes can't see, without the aid of the light The voice can't be defined without entering the labyrinth that is life The madness of the snake eroded the foundation of happiness Shaky heart, can't find the center of balance Paper soul, when innocent, the first taste of hurt spreads like a flame The distorted world, won't clearly speak All meaning will slowly be uncovered through gained knowledge No one speaks with clarity, choosing the nature of riddle, to cause the flower to bleed Humans use a disguise before other humans to be appealing Tomorrow a new sun with a different kind of illumination will be born The struggling heart, that doesn't know how to be, without being insulting Underwater, the laws of the distortions always apply and the curse of muteness is always on the rise Dissonance of the soul, and resonance of the mask of unclarity The princess of unintentional malice is to blame for the rudeness of existence Everyone pretends to have manners, when they say words dripping with venom