Leprosy

A reflection that damns my life Beg on my knees for the knife Do you see yourself in the mirror Infected skin of a traitor Stale breath of ancient dead Who am I in agonizing red Hold my broken facade Am I borne in a torn dream of God Molten gold drying on burnt skin Torture remake my copy of sin Those empty eyes stared back at me Is it worth the amber high of fealty Am I a fake Clandestine wraith Hidden in conours of light Reaper in the night Don't want an identity Be another entity Don't want personality Be one of mortality Don't want my reality Be one who ignores my plea