A Glimpse In The Sadistic Mirror – Damascus – letras

A Glimpse In The Sadistic MirrorA GLIMPSE IN THE SADISTIC MIRROR|We are the children born from soiled wombs|Our souls no more then naiveWe’ve chosen to bleed|From ember to emblazeour souls have seen better dayssalt lustrous taste of deathof all thine enemies|Puppetry, we have fallen, Under black wingsand Death stretched across our facesThe mirror’s fading reflectionof all our lives lost now will display our fate|Pure Energy of thought reflecting backskin reflecting sin|The blood signed clearA glimpse in the sadistic mirror