I see my face; in the burning Mirror.
I love to run away, with God acting as my Secret Tutor.
Love cleanses my Soul; I witness it in the Burning Mirror.
Time kills my Skills; I avoid it with an Avenging Terror.
When I am happy, I am burning with the Mirror.
When I am silent, I am the Burning Mirror.
Love cleanses my Soul.
Blood and death never stops me from reaching my Goal.
I know that the Fire will burn me.
Even then I give my desire as its fuel for me to reincarnate.
Then I take the burning mirror in my hand and taste it.
When they see me doing that, even Vampires vanish away in fear and tears.
Everyone of us have a Burning Mirror in front of us.
We can escape from everything; but not from ourselves, and the Burning Mirror.
It chases you, till the time you are burnt.
I am the only One who can see it; right into its eyes.
That is why, I am Mr. Stellar; rest of all are mere Mortals
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