In the Mirror

The night of the horror,

The night of full moon,

If you look in the mirror,

You see the reflection of the Passer moon

through you, the mirror, then the fog, to bury you, and….

In the mirror,

Your shade disappears,

And room to this phantom leaves

In the mirror,

He will learn how to you to suffer in silence,

To will burst the eyes,

To will let die, lengthily, lengthily, lengthily In the mirror

Now, you have badly,

Why cannot you speak,

Why, you left ace you it,

To suffer thus in silence,

You cannot speak,

You can just suffer,

And you voice nothing, if it return,

You will not know it,

But a shiver you seized,

However, not of noise, not of cries, just the freshness of this powerful breath,

But suddenly…

In the mirror,

Your shade disappears,

And room to this phantom leaves

In the mirror,

He will learn how to you to suffer in silence,

To will burst the eyes,

To will let die, lengthily, lengthily, lengthily In the mirror

This time, you know it is to it the end, still like that and you are not there any more…

But this time

It will not return any more,

Too much glad to let you die and suffer in silence.

Cry does not obstruct itself, you are dumb now, nobody will not hear you.

You will die, but in a long time, perhaps, two days, two months, two years,

But you will have to wait, your door is closed with key,

You do not see anything, you cannot nothing say, you are prisoner, forever…