Children they dance within a mirror,
Their merriment echo’s through these ghostly halls
Waiting there, without any fear
Danger, danger it’s now drawing near.
Unforgettable mistakes without any sense
No moral ideals cast into pretence
Destruction now made upon their own face
Reflection is stapled deep into its place.
These shadows like mist
They shimmer with glee
They stare through the mirror
A reflection of me
They know not where they are
Nor where they will go
These children laugh quietly
As they dance to and fro
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