Masters of War (Reinterpretation) Atmosphere

[Intro]
Here I sit, waiting for the fear to hit
Unclear of where I fit
This mirror doesn't work no more
This mirror doesn't look like me
I wish that I shook it free
That smile and your crooked teeth
This mirror doesn't work no more
This mirror don't reflect life
Can't see how you rest at night
This mirror won't get it right
This mirror doesn't work no more

[Verse]
I've got a picture in my head of what you look like when you're sleepin'
This skin sinks into the instincts of a demon (Demon)
Can't believe the words exist with your breathin'
The evil-eyed еagle flies high into the еvenin' (Evenin')
Every season has a reason
And every allegiance was inspired by some type of a treason
You can keep your secrets, nobody needs 'em
Convinced everything'll get better after you leave him
Skip the proper impeachment, not enough to call the bluff
Of the cotton thief, rotten top feeder got a fever
Caught him stealin' from his own father
Fuck the globe, fuck her off of his mother, no, don't bother
Got a better plot, a lot more dignified
A little more history, a lot less truth to hide
Do it right, set a precedent
Be the first one to ride into the sunset, successful suicide