[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...
