L'ame Immortelle. Figure In The Mirror. Zeneszám

Every time you put this mask on your face
A little piece of your soul dies away

Only a few could break the shell
Surrounding my soul's polluted well
Drink from it and you will see
All the pain that rests in me

The figure in the mirror's not me
A different reality
It's just a picture that you see
From my true self, I do flee

It's like Pandora's box
With a number of haunted locks
The one who sees deep inside
knows all the feelings I do hide

What I feel and what I see
I do through eyes of an enemy
Forced by powers pushing me
Resulting in fear and misery

Once you took a look inside of me
You decide between joy and misery
If you abuse the things you know

I change myself to fit the needs....
During this Mutation my heart bleeds
Trying to adjust to Society
Not anymore I want to be free