Why have you done? What you have done something
Against the other mirrors made counting corners impossible

Is so sinister when staring at the diamond something

Am I what you have been staring at, am I a diamond?
They're suspended like a prism splitting floodlight
There's a picture of this given to authorities, the sentence

You have done sinister why have you done this am I in the mirror?
Just like a reflection of a friend of mine
The breaking news had counted one, two, three, four, five
In fact, I had a vision of the numbers
"I'm an architect and here's my prison" written on it
I am a reflection of an enemy, am I a reflection of an enemy

Make a dream that ends up being such an entity in your
Just like a reflection of a friend of mine?
To poles of primary colors clawing the veil of the vacuum
Reflection, you are the dream to it, you are the prism
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven corners of the mirrored corners
Of super-impositions of a room within the window
Corresponding with the letters, T H E D I A M O N D
With schematics so meticulous the measurements
The mirrors in the corner throwing images