Besedila: Mirrors (The). The Great Illusion. The Perfect Nothing.

Here the perfect nothing
Blind and dark around to kill me
The blame on me when I want an answer
Inside my mind and great illusions

If I overvalue what I see
My mind won't see what is real

I feel so happy and how do you feel?
I?m dead inside of me, was this what you meant?
The whole is falling, the sun is so weak

Now we wait for something
It could be but will never be
Is there a way to come back
From mind's decay and death of life

If you overvalue what you see
Your mind won't see what is real

I feel so happy and how do you feel?
I?m dead inside of me, was this what you meant?
The perfect nothing, this is how I feel
Around to kill me, was this what they meant?