Wilderness of Mirrors

When in this den of sin, let me begin to spin this thread again

Threatening an end again, I'm indigent

Let's eat the rich to scratch the itch of inherent hunger

Now I'm hearing thunder, wailing women

Pray for penance, clawing at the door

In the end it's you or me and nothing more (nothing more)

In the end it's you or me and nothing more

I represent violence

You can see the crimes through the silence

You can see their minds through the highlands

Running with the mindless

You can feel the hate, yes, your highness

You can beat the signs with the time lens

I'm just Jester or the Jekyll

Running with the hyenas who heckle

Swimming with the speckle

No place to return when I let go

David Jones locker with no echo

When in my ivory tower locked away again, I am splitting

Cracking in this dried out carcass of a grin, confess your sins

Dry rotted jaw and ventriloquist chin

Familiar but cold comfort pressing up against my skin

Like murdering the false god king of the feasting philistines

They lied to me

They'll die by me

There's no stopping what's coming

In this still wilderness of mirrors, nothing is quiet as it appears

What reveals my deepest fears, the darkness won't stop drawing near to me

I represent violence

You can see the crimes through the silence

I represent violence

You can see the crimes through the silence

I represent violence

You can see the crimes through the silence

I represent violence

You can see the crimes through the silence

In the end it's you and me and nothing more

In the end it's you and me and nothing more

In the end it's you and me and nothing more (nothing more)

In the end it's you and me and nothing more