Death Reflects Us

Feel the bends
Charge the lens
Of Doomsday Tension
I feel the End is nigh

When we're sleeping
When we're dreaming
I pick the Bones clean with the light
I pick the Bones clean with the light

Death reflect us in it's mirror
Reaching out to us
And we're transformed into burning stars
Death reflect us in it's mirror
Lights the private dark
Breaking out through mind and skull

Feel the strains
See the stains
Of ruination
I feel the End is nigh

When we're sleeping
When we're dreaming
I pick the Bones clean with the light
I pick the Bones clean with the light

Death reflect us in it's mirror
Reaching out to us
And we're transformed into burning stars
Death reflect us in it's mirror
Lights the private dark
Breaking out through mind and skull