The clouds came back last night
Returning the cold shivers of my mind
With a lightning of a thousand
shadows;
I looked up and down searching for
your life
Not to find it in the illusion of
what appeared
If only all that had been never was.
I could call upon the angels to let
you fly
But I saw despite the utter darkness
Fear in the mirror;
Oh! How a tainted blow upon the soul
Summons the guards of hell
For in the end we are mere shadows
Groping in the mirage of our light
Like apparitions you and I,
How we danced to the whims of
imaginary colours!
To think we are of flesh and blood
I only know I am endowed with you
If only this feeling made us real,
I could call upon the angels to let
us fly
Like darkness calling out to you
Fear in the mirror;
So I let the prisoner of reflection
step out
Casting the mirror forever to dust
But the fear returns like vapour
In the break of dawn
I could see that fear was me all
along.