Inside The Glass

I see your fingerprints on the window Your silhouette inside the clear glass Desperately, I want to hold you, kiss you, be one with you Placing my hand on the icy cold glass, I realize it's not a window at all instead, a mirror Terror hits, like a clock striking midnight You've been in this room all along, plotting my death I try and say a word but after everything, I know my fate, as I sink into hell