When the night time unfolds and the memories that you hold
Bring a light to your eyes though you know it's disguise
When the night turns to day and you turn around and say
"Magic mirror please tell is this heaven or hell?"
Answer to the master
Can you look to the sky? Can you live through your lie?
Of the thoughts you can't trace which time can't erase
To a face on the wall, do you often recall
What you said on the night, when the new full moon was rising?
Answer to the master
Yeah, yeah, when the night time unfolds and the memories that you hold
Bring a light to your eyes though you know it's disguise
When the night turns to day and you turn around and say
"Magic mirror please tell is this heaven or hell?"
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