Gazing at the paintnings along the narrow hall
They're telling emotions with draws and colours
I see in my eye lids they're staring at me
Eyes filled with hatred that's piercing my skin

Was the tale right, it will show
Gaze into the mirror and you will know
Fallen angel with no face
Is the keepr of hell's entrance

Forged by a man, with an own soul
The mirror of death looks so strange
Don't go too close, don't go near
You will loose all you have
Because the reaper's still inside

Drawn to the mirror, drawn by it's grace
Enchanting reflections are calling my name
God, I am curious, let's take a peak
I'm drowning in endless eternity

Was the tale right, it will show
Gaze into the mirror and you will know
Fallen angel with no face
Is the keepr of hell's entrance

Forged by a man, with an own soul
The mirror of death looks so strange
Don't go too close, don't go near
You will loose all you have
Because the reaper's still inside

Fading, slowly away...
Caught by the man with no face
Trapped in eternal flames...
Caught in, deep down in hell

The myth of the mirror revealed to be true
When looking to close, he is coming for you
Slowly appearing, from nowhere he came
And right there it was, the reaper's image

Was the tale right, it will show
Gaze into the mirror and you will know
Fallen angel with no face
Is the keepr of hell's entrance

Forged by a man, with an own soul
The mirror of death looks so strange
Don't go too close, don't go near
You will loose all you have
Because the reaper's still inside