Crimson Glory - Lost Reflection

Locked in this attic Been here so many years Shanna won’t set me free She says I’m evil But then she doesn’t know I’m not pretending, no, not me Full moon’s reflecting A face in the mirror Twisted and bleeding No, you can’t be real, no you’re All 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 more What is life beyond the attic door The full moon in my eyes Is all that’s real The 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 dreams Sharp knives and hollow screams Wide eyes of terror Clawing the attic door Can’t take it anymore You better go away! You’re lyin’ Hey! Ha, ha, ha, ha! Who’s there? No one there You’re not me!