[Lyrics/Bedos - Music/Forte]



[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...