Through the looking glass (Hole in the mirror) While others are leading their everyday lives, there comes a pure man without disguise. He just keeps hammering and hammering on the doors of perception, the eyes wide shut, he enters an unknown sphere, like Sherlock. He’s the one who leads the way to our private wonderland where Alice is ready to take us by the hand. Stare right into the mirror and you’ll see that guy, a smile on his face will tell you: it’s time. And in the middle of the day the sun refused to shine at all and drowned the light into a hole, filled up with dark tears of the skies that washed away all human lies and showed the truth of deep inside. And when the man looked in the hole, he felt the dark dissolve the time as he slowly lost his sight and fell into the night. Just like a daydream it went on slipped through a mirror on the wall into the mazes of the soul. There’s no turn around, Find out who you are. Nightmare or relief, The truth lies in your dreams. It’s a showdown Every time. Can you see the light? Have you ever paid the price and charged the cheapest soul detective to map your state of mind and get an all-round sight? Have you ever taken a break, faced the fear of a certain ache, to look inside, fore it’s too late? Vibrations on the screen! Strip to the skin, no masquerade, stop changing all them colored schemes, like a dead chameleon (and turn your eyes away for good). Cause you’re the man who touched the sun, who’s got the chance to turn it out and turn it on. I said you’re the one. There’s no turn around, Find out who you are. Nightmare or relief, The truth lies in your dreams. It’s a showdown Every time. Can you see the light?