BreakSoul

Looking in the mirror (mirror 3x),

The devil smiles at me

Everything turns black,

His eyes turn like a psychopath's

Hands appear out of nowhere.

...

He pushes me inside him.

I wake up inside a black cage.

I see him on the other side,

laughing at me for being the joker.

...

I cry like a baby,

Feeling the cold surround me.

Want to scream, want to break free,

But the devil has bound me with black cuffs.

I can't move, I can't scream; my freedom has flown away.

...

No one will save this poor thing,

dying in the darkness.

Tired of all the noises inside his mind.

...

He saw a piece of broken mirror on the floor.

His hands were so weak, they just fell down.

He picked up the broken piece and used it to cut

All the veins and the blood surrounded him.