Texty: Meshuggah. Mind's Mirrors.

The feeding frenzy of my starving soul
Gnawing voraciously at the bones
The exo-skeletal patchwork protecting my own reflection within
The twin-and-same engaged in the mirrored act of chewing away
At the shell of my attacking self, the paradox unseen

Treacherous this deceit to make no choice matter
To have and yet lose yourself
Until finally all reasons why are forgotten
To live through ones own shadow
Mute and blinded, is to really see
Eclipse the golden mirror and the reflection is set free