The Artifical Theory for the Dramatic Beauty cover

Mirror Paroles

Crossfaith

Album The Artifical Theory for the Dramatic Beauty

Paroles de Mirror

Heard your choice this time I fault
Rewrite to sight on your sorrow, kill I am
This game I gave you round of shame
Tell me. what do you see? again

Blind told me "You can reach my hand"
Come on
I break the relation desire cover all
Your choice myself your choice by myself

Your fuckin' face
Tear me down

I know inside of fear
I can take that's not enough

Blind told me "You can reach my hand"
Come on
I break the relation desire cover all
Your choice myself your choice by myself
Faith! Curse! Proud is away from you
Faith! Curse! Proud and life are broken

Against the mirror. You can reach my hand
Against the mirror don't be looking back
Falling to leave alone