Caught it in the mirror
But I can't make it out
Nightmares are clearer
Getting bolder now
Draw blood from the mirror
Let it empty out
What will come to pass
Shimmers in the flow
Fill the cracks; the only way I'll know
A calamity
I saw all of this
Below
Here I am
In my stead
What good is the glass
When you're falling in
And you've yet to see the end?
What good is the glass
When you're falling in
And it's yet to come to pass?
