This is the realm of projection

Out of the depths of your mind

It's all a vast overconscience

Linked to the top of your spine



Man's a fragment of oneness

In the cosmic mitosis

Watch your own separateness

From the sundered genesis



Look in the glass that's made of flesh

Just let the truth shine and reflect



Glass made of flesh, human reflections

Glass made of flesh



Behind the judgements of others

You sense the fears of your pride

So can you catch your reactions

Before the rise of your fight



An eye that sets you on trial

Looking glass for your conscience

In your mind lie the rivals

Will you found their existence



*Chorus



Watch the organic mirrors



Close encounter of your counterself



Man's just a fragment of oneness

Some say we're all the same

They'll set the patterns of success

But no one wins the game



Look in the glass that's made of flesh

Just let the truth shine and reflect



Close encounter of your counterself



Man's just a fragment of oneness

Some say we're all the same

They'll set the patterns of success

But no one wins the game



Look in the glass that's made of flesh

Just let the truth shine and reflect