Conflict
The height of human interest
Something easier to do
Just tell us how to get there
And we will never fail you
The man behind the mirror
Watches and approves
The room succumbs to darkness
So we can think we’ll never lose
Opening our night eye
We begin to see
The man behind the mirror
Was only us failing to be
Shattered glass and screaming
Running from the fire
Some people tried to make their own light
And some escaped using a wire
Light becoming brighter
Ash becoming earth
There are angels on the one side
Then there are those that fight for death
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