Crack In The Mirror

When the last work is spoken When the last dream is gone When the last soul flies away Holding candles to the sun She said no, with a laugh in her eyes Scoff for your love and we all know why You've got a drawn for her coquetry Smoother memory's Illusion of passion This dangerous game you play Prophecy, destiny Lost in a mass of violence Crack in the mirror How can we help you Crack in the mirror And let the bad come true Crack in the mirror How can we help you Just a black mark in your book of life Make your things, you are losing your mind You've got the right place You've got the will This is the right time To give her the thrill Crack in the mirror How can we help you Crack in the mirror And let the bad come true Crack in the mirror How can we help you