Lost Reflections

Crimson Glory

Locked in this attic 
Been here so many years
Shanna won't set me free
She says I'm evil 
But then she doesn't know 
I'm not pretending, no, not me

Full moon's reflecting
A face in the mirror 
Twisted and bleeding
No, you can't be real, no you're 
All in my mind
Shades of insanity, you're not me
You're not me

Life in the attic
I like my rocking chair
Staring in shadows
Crouched in the corner
Waiting for something
Laughing at nothing
No one there

And on and on I wonder is there more 
What is life beyond the attic door 
The full moon in my eyes 
Is all that's real 
The mirror's lost reflection is in me

Life in the attic
Life in the attic
Life in the attic
Life in the attic

Cobwebs and dusty dreams 
Sharp knives and hollow screams 
Wide eyes of terror 
Clawing the attic door 
Can't take it anymore
You better go away!

You're lyin'
Hurry
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Who's there?
No one there
You're not me!