Mirror Casket

Nine portraits painted
Nearly complete
These hands are tainted
Echoes repeat

Our bones are broken
Reflect my mind
These thoughts unspoken
Rot from inside

Shatter
Into fragments
Scatter
All the pieces
Bury
We're all corpses
I'll shine when
I'm six feet under

Light hits the surface
I see the end
Nothing will hurt us
Our hands defend

Glass shards slice open
My paper skin
My cuts will show them
That they can't win

Shatter
Into fragments
Scatter
All the pieces
Bury
We're all corpses
I'll shine when
I'm six feet under