[Lyrics/Bedos - Music/Forte]
[Verse]
What is that shape in front of me
Spying through the looking glass ?
This
figure is haunting me,
Aping my every gestures,
Stealing my soul, my self,
The presence of menace is lurking
Behind the
translucent surface
[Chorus]
I can't face that figure
Who looks like me, like a twin.
Who is in the mirror,
The
similarity,
It can't be me!
[Verse]
I can't acknowledge that individual;
That reflection in the mirror is not my
Own:
The beholder may perceive the evil spark
In the clearness of the eye,
Mirroring the darkness of the heart,
The
horror!
And yet who can it possibly be?
[Chorus]
I can't face that figure
Who looks like me, like a twin.
Who is in the
mirror,
The similarity,
I doubt it can be...