The Harlot in Sham Reflection Songtext
von Nihtymne

Beware the haunts of fiends, my kith
The heat without rest, the nights without sleep
The twisted trees that rot beneath Wherein the self-deceit, and peril ever creep
Righteous the impingement that′s so cold
Trustworthy, for mendacity keeps to unfold

Behold the alluring sham reflection
The inevitable mishaps within its walls
Fallacious is the eye of perception
Forsaken by reason in lust she falls
Abuse of malapropism prowls at hand
But sighs sure indulge the stand