To stand at the world’s edge
To see what is coming

To see the mirror
The reflection is true
A reason to believe

No illusion in front of me
This grave image
Of pestilence

The weight falls upon me
Can you shield the pain?

No illusion in front of me
This grave image
Of pestilence
No illusion in front of me
This grave image
Of pestilence

No illusion
Came before me