Evil Mannequeen (feat. Agustinus Widi)

In the mirror, he's lost in his own reflection A disease, a self-made perfection Mirror, mirror on the wall reveal the pain Mirrors crack, illusions shatter Visions painted in shades of the abyss A paradox, a walking contradiction Fueled by his own fiction A lonely waltz A portal to the unknown His words echo loud, like a hollow drum, a guise for the numb Yet in every gesture, a self-serving grace Self-righteous glare Cacophony of chaos But behind closed doors, it's a different affair In the realm of darkness In the mirror, he's lost in his own reflection A disease, a self-made perfection The shadows cast Playing in his mind A mask to hide behind Emotions intertwine A reflection tainted, colors fade He's a paradox, a walking contradiction Fueled by his own fiction A mask so brittle A tangled web of self-love A soul betrayed Lost in the mirror, the man can't see The damage he causes, in the name of vanity Twisted and distorted Leaves the truth contorted In the labyrinth of self-love, he remains A cautionary tale, of a man unkind In his own reflection, true empathy he'll find Paradox