Through the glass and into hell.

Know I sliced the throat
of the demon to be
I sacrificed purity for a life of sin
all in an attempt to kill hells king
on a battlefield centered within
but only in the mirror, do demons reside
I look to my reflection to glimpse inside
but to this fight I was momentarily blind
for that neck that ripped, was really mine.

Easy street.

Welcome to the window shopping streets
where beauty is seen shallow, skin deep
want to break out while following the sheep
talking prince charming so sow what you wanna reap
want to move forward so why'd you bind your feet
so keep on going with your loins in heat
back talking on how we're all just creeps
gotta think twice about the company we keep
or the future we'll meet with hate filled babes, born in heaps.