This scene replays every night in my head,
All the meaning of my life seems to coalesce
There’s a mirror that leads straight to my death
My reflection is a terror of regret
Helpless I become paralyzed
before the eyes of death and what do I see?
Its gaze reflected back upon my meaningless apathy
Depraved—the weight of a life lived in vain
Ever searching, ever tired
Just wishing for a life that feels alive
I Sink into its gaze
Pain! Every look is pain
Sink into its gaze
Pain! Every look is pain
If death is a mirror then all I see
Is my own regret bearing down on me
So I’ll come out and say it
what I can’t believe
I am the terror in front of me
I Sink into its gaze
Pain! Every look is pain
I’m pulled with each refrain
To see what I could not perceive
I turn my eyes to see it shattered
My reflection of a life lived in vein
He laid it to rest
Put it to death
Before He stepped out of the grave
Shattered
My reflection of a life lived in vein
He laid it to rest—the terror of death
And now I see the beauty of a life unending
