A twisted figure in the mirror
Who could this person be?
A broken arm, and melted face
Tears roll down that disgraceful face
Disgraceful? Neigh!
For when she turned to see
In awe she found,
She was among others who appear the same
But woe they saw, she understood
Upon her dream she stood
When open eyes that sun will greet,
She found her face as beautiful still,
Yet she cried and broke as disgrace she did find;
Lurking and growing inside
A twisted figure in the mirror
Who could this person be?
A broken arm, and melted face
Tears roll down that disgraceful face
Disgraceful? Neigh!
For when she turned to see
In awe she found,
She was among others who appear the same
But woe they saw, she understood
Upon her dream she stood
When open eyes that sun will greet,
She found her face as beautiful still,
Yet she cried and broke as disgrace she did find;
Lurking and growing inside
pin strikes the floor at dusk
grand daddy clock yawns his first
as his voice echoes through the dreary silence;
a wimper is voiceless in the air
as the final dong approaches
the voices clear around the air
wicked grim reaper has chosen its pair....