In The Mirror's Grip AI Song

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In The Mirror's Grip

In The Mirror's Grip

smooth liquid drums bass, power ballad, male, broadway musical

2024-10-03 01:50:01

In The Mirror's Grip

In The Mirror's Grip

smooth liquid drums bass, power ballad, male, broadway musical

2024-10-03 01:50:01

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[Verse 1] In the mirror’s grip, I face a war within, A heart torn between what’s right and where I’ve been. One voice demands the law, cold and unforgiving, The other whispers softly, urging me to keep living. Every breath I take feels like a choice to make, To follow justice’s path or a chance to break. In the shadows of my mind, the battle starts anew, Who will claim my soul when both are true? [Chorus] I am two, yet I’m one, Caught in a struggle, nowhere to run. In this body, I’m chained, Between cold resolve and a heart that’s strained. In the depths of my soul, can I break this chain? In the mirror’s grip, I feel the strain. [Verse 2] A voice cold as steel whispers, “You must obey, No room for mercy, let the guilty pay.” But another fights back, “I’ve changed my ways, There’s light in my heart that can guide my days.” How do I reconcile the man I used to be, With the man I long to be, desperate and free? Each heartbeat echoes, a clash of the past, In this tangled fate, how long can I last? [Chorus] I am two, yet I’m one, Caught in a struggle, nowhere to run. In this body, I’m chained, Between cold resolve and a heart that’s strained. In the depths of my soul, can I break this chain? In the mirror’s grip, I feel the strain. [Bridge] Oh, the weight of the law, the burden of sin, Can I find the strength to let love in? Two paths diverging, both call my name, In this inner battle, who’s to blame? A heart that’s yearning, a mind that won’t relent, Each moment lost, my spirit’s rent. [Chorus] I am two, yet I’m one, Caught in a struggle, nowhere to run. In this body, I’m chained, Between cold resolve and a heart that’s strained. In the depths of my soul, can I break this chain? In the mirror’s grip, I feel the strain. [Outro] In this fractured soul, can I find my place? Will I stand for justice or embrace the grace? As the dawn breaks, will I rise or fall? In this mirror’s grip, I’ll answer the call. In this mirror’s grip, I’ll answer the call.