Behind the Mirror - ADX

I feel I’m reaching a crisis

A prisoner and a slave of lust

Drinking evil out of a chalice

A voice keeps telling me I must

They can’t see my awful face

So I’m discovering a new pleasure

That of a sin wrapped in lace

Which bans any leisure

A place of relief for lovers

Whom I wathc through the mirror

Tasting orgy and all sorts of fevers

They all will be mine forever

Behind the mirror — I’m slave to fantasy

Behind the mirror — Everything seems so easy