Mirror, mirror upon the wall
Cased in stone
Isolated in the cold
Turn back time
Give glimpse to me
Show my youth
What it used to be

Mistress, mistress of this hall your
pleads I've heard
Captured within the stars
Turn back the hours
Roll the hand
Make sure to not misunderstand
Your youth be gone
It stolen by greed
But a glimpse of the past
It never be free