Mirror, mirror
behind the wall
Qui vous attrapera
Quand vous tomberas?
Who will catch you
When you fall?
Piercing shards of memory,
Refracted, contracted,
In prisms of green;
Oui, je retournerai.
Darkness creeps within,
A tuneless nightsong;
Sing for me again:
A fallen angel’s sins,
Purged by demonic desire;
That scarlet pain caged,
Bound and bleeding in your breast,
A sacrifice to passion’s fire
Oui, c’est moi, je t’aime;
Je retournerai.
A myriad of dreams
Colors my mind,
Like wine through water,
Care less of place or time:
Your breath warm upon my mouth,
Your tongue silences all doubt;
Your scent seeps into my skin,
Your hand demands possession.
Our bodies burn our souls free
Sweet release
Precious alchemy
Oui, tu m’as retrouvé.
Mirror, mirror
Behind the wall,
Je vous attraperai
Quand vous tomberai.
I will catch you
When you fall.
