Woke from this dream without the pain.
Perhaps a second look will bring me round again.
I yearned for you, I turned, but you were gone.
Oh how I wish that you had come along.
I wish you were here. Wish you were there.
Oh how I wish that you were anywhere at all.
Here comes the son and I hope that you can see.
The light does not pour out of me.
You filled me up with cheap perfume, cheaper 
pornography.
But I am not a servant to your royal master's plea.

Walk down this hall of mirrors.
Walk down this hall of mirrors.
Reflect what you see, walk down this hall of mirrors.
mirrors.
Reflect what you see, walk down this hall of mirrors.
Reject what you have been, walk down this hall of 
mirrors.

Now all your angels, they have wings.
But they don't deliver anything.
Rekindling flames of the fiery ring.
Hell on earth is all they bring.
This Hell on earth is all they bring.

Walk down this hall of mirrors.
Walk down this hall of mirrors.

Walk down this hall of mirrors.

And all those wild cards they won't turn your water 
into wine.
Those bitter grapes die rotting, rotting on the vine.