The Mirror Stage

[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...