The painting reflects an image clear as water blue
It holds a meaning only skin deep
Fighting for life it clings near
Hunts as an animal and devours the spirit
An image reflected only on glass
Seeing backwards what is seen tonight,
Inward seeing only what is outward
How cruel the painting on the wall
Ripping apart those upon its canvas
Outward is a thin reflection upon its glass
Setting a heart on fire a black hole is burned
Turn away from its bewitching power
See again through the inward glass
Fragile is the canvas on the wall
For those who fight will conquer its power
Fight the hold upon the wall
Come near you jealous one
You hold no meaning to those who know
Twisted are your lies of deceit
Blood you thirst this day of many
Jagged are your edges of lies
Conquer this impostor tonight
Sword in hand, rip it apart
From edge to edge the image breaks
Shattering noise rips the abyss
Glass rains around the cold tile floor
The enemy is smote upon the mountain of shame
Images cracked and jagged lying down
Hundreds of green cold eyes stare up
Do not look back upon the enemy
Drop the sword and walk away
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