Hall of Mirrors

Woke from this dream without the pain
Perhaps a second look will bring me round again
I looked for you, I turned but
You were gone
Oh, I wish that you had come along
I wish you were here
I wish you were there
Oh, how I wish that you were anywhere at all
Here comes the son and I hope that you can see
The light does not pour out of me
You filled me up with cheap perfume
Cheaper pornography
But, I am not a servant to your royal master’s plea
Walk down this hall of mirrors
Walk down this hall of mirrors
Reflect what you see
Walk down this hall of mirrors
Reject what you have been
Walk down this hall of mirrors
Reject what you have been
Now all your angels have wings
But they don’t deliver anything
Rekindling the flames of the fiery ring
Hell on earth is all they bring
Hell on earth is all they bring
Walk down this hall of mirrors
Walk down this hall of mirrors
Walk down this hall of mirrors
Now all those wild cards they won’t turn your water into wine
Those bitter grapes die rotting, rotting on the vine