Hail to the mirror lady,
Observer of the world,
Guardian of love and friendship..
I knock upon your door
I'm a beggar from the morgue
To you I bestow, my soul
For I retracted myself
From my beloved side
The Emperor of Fate
Beholder of the Dawn
Until the curtain's drawn
And the South Wind dies
Make me a desolate eye
To watch on my beloved's life
Take away my heart as well
Love is not for me to dwell
I hurt as much as I try to smile
Let it be like this for a while
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