Crimson Glory Lost Reflection
Locked in this atticBeen here so many years Shanna won't set me free She says I'm evilBut then she doesn't knowI'm not pretending, no, not me Full moon's reflecting A face in the mirrorTwisted and bleeding No, you can't be real, no you'reAll in my mind Shades of insanity, you're not me You're not me Life in the attic I like my rocking chair Staring in shadows Crouched in the corner Waiting for something Laughing at nothing No one there And on and on I wonder is there moreWhat is life beyond the attic doorThe full moon in my eyesIs all that's realThe mirror's lost reflection is in me Life in the attic Life in the attic Life in the attic Life in the attic Cobwebs and dusty dreamsSharp knives and hollow screamsWide eyes of terrorClawing the attic doorCan't take it anymore You better go away! You're lyin' Hurry Ah, ah, ah, ah Who's there? No one there You're not me!
