Things that don't exist
But they're always there
A mirror of a flesh and bone illusion
A dimension of a real prison
Everything that starts
Always has an end
And we will meet again
To start over
And over again
Mirrors of chaos
Things that don't exist
But they're always there
A mirror of a flesh and bone illusion
A dimension of a real prison
Everything that starts
Always has an end
And we will meet again
To start over
And over again
In eternity