The diamond that was stolen held the code that melted   Water into letters spelling, where it had been taken to   In fact, I had a vision of the numbers   Corresponding with the letters, T H E D I A M O N D      They're suspended like a prism splitting floodlight   To poles of primary colors clawing the veil of the vacuum   There's a picture of this given to authorities, the sentence   "I'm an architect and here's my prison" written on it      With schematics so meticulous the measurements   Of super-impositions of a room within the window   Make a dream that ends up being such an entity in your   Reflection, you are the dream to it, you are the prism      The mirrors in the corner throwing images   Against the other mirrors made counting corners impossible   The breaking news had counted one, two, three, four, five   Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven corners of the mirrored corners      Why have you done? What you have done something   Is so sinister when staring at the diamond something   You have done sinister why have you done this am I in the mirror?   Am I what you have been staring at, am I a diamond?      Just like a reflection of a friend of mine   I am a reflection of an enemy, am I a reflection of an enemy   Just like a reflection of a friend of mine?