Dark Glass Mirror

Blessed with our luck, without knowing what awaits us
Ignorant of the signs, the cracks, the fissures
Gasping with joy, but inside we're empty

Trying to fix what's broken but it's too late
Old mirror shatters, reflecting our mistakes
All pain is inevitable, blood runs through your fingers
So what we built was lost in an instant
There is simply no regret, no regret, no silence left

Time struggles with its own flow
Overwhelmed in his own minutes

As we look at the pieces, looking for a way out

Back in time we know that there is no turning back
Rhythms of destiny, which played a trick on us
Over turned, into hatred and bitterness
Kilometers separate us, but we still feel the guilt
Every step I moved forward, without hope or future
Nothing else matters, just the emptiness that consumes us

Me, who am I, who am I really?
Inventing an image that does not correspond to reality
Rarely accepting myself as I really am
Rejecting my flaws and hiding from my inner self
Old mirror confronts me and shows me shamelessly
Ripping my mask, I see myself in horror...