Mirror Of Sins - Made Of Hate

How did I fall,

How did I come to this?

I have thought past was a past

Now I"m taking a look into the glass

Searching for a light,

some kind of my delight

Which I can"t find!

Now I can see myself

In the mirror of my sins!

Wind recalls my deeds

An abstract of my life

All is spoiled and destroyed

Now I see what I have done!

As I stand here, I"m living dead

My heart is black and soul is fading

Is it real?

Or is it sum of all my fears?