i stare into my face nwe are connected by solitude ntogether tied in chains of despair nNOT A GLEAM OF HOPE nmentally enslaved nameless nhaving no future and no past ni look at myself from nthe surface of a black lake nnmirrors call nmirrors melt nmirrors take me out of here nnwhat the silver moon sings about nin eternal collapse at night nwhat i am looking for nin the empty skies (empty like me) na swallow of freedom sticks in my throat nwhen the sun goes down nin the mirrors of despair nthere is only my facen