I look at myself in the mirror, and it is so hard to believe, I did, what you said
Looking in the mirror, I have to accept the fact within this body, there maybe two of me
I just don't believe, because of me all those people are now dead
In the mirror everything seems to be alright, the way things should be.
In my reflection, I see nothing out of the norm
Searching within my mind, there is another, bloodthirsty, harboring the desire to kill
I look the same, but in my mind their are dark clouds from a bloody storm
Under arrest, you tell me to plea bargain, make some kind of deal.
How can I do this, when the memory of the events, escapes me?
You suggest hypnosis, to get inside my warped demented mind
I will do as you ask, then that way we will know the truth about me
Probing in my mind, my other side, I hope you do find.
Still looking in the mirror, what you might find scares the hell out of me
Under hypnosis, the monster is free, to let himself be known
You taped what was said, what I hear makes me want to flee
But, I can't hide from myself, listening, I am chilled to the very bone.
Seems I am guilty, of inflecting death and pain
Chilling, inside myself, harboring a monster and a killer
To my surprise, I really must be insane
In my right mind, I guarantee, these things would not have occurred.
Looking in the mirror, my own reflection, makes me sick
I must admit of these things, I have no memory
At random, that is how my victims are picked
In the mirror, the two separate entities that make up me, this I do not see
