Clinging vines with sharpened thorns will tear your skin
The gate is guarded by a dusky mannequin
Flowers bear their teeth and spit their acid scent at you
Lovers stir their silver hearts into the strangest brew
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In the crystal chamber I can see
The hyperactive painter beckons me
Where are you going to
Where have you been
Come with me into my dreams
A mirror breaks and fragments form another scene
Shattered pictures of a world that might have been
Through the glass a river flows into an emerald sea
Dogs bark at the crescent moon that shines on incense trees
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You step into the looking glass with thoughts of endless bliss
But what you thought was paradise becomes a dark abyss
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