Mirror mirror
on the wall
who is the fairest of them all?

is it him who dragged me down the aisle
when i took his breath away
in the face of love
i was left bruised
tattered pieces
of my heart, all over the room

his fingers enveloping the back of my neck
his initials where
were stamped
cruelly picked the hungry knife
and traced my skin down

"All mine," he whispered
close to the ear
and pulled the satin cloth
while i slumped back, horror
filling my eyes
his intentions remained unclear

i have golden eyes and a pretty mouth
both problems
bear similar cause
for each love-making
between your king and I
starts with because

fury runs in my veins, as he plasters my body
with a dew-soaked gown
tarnishing all
that he has given it
I drink from the blood-fllled bowl

. . mirror mirror
on the wall
do you know the keeper of this vault?
the one with silver stars
painting colours of my heart

drunk dancing on fire
in a far-away land
with visions i see when,
on it, I lay my hand

a vault studded
with priceless jewels, that
calls me inside
it says i belong to a land where
sunset and rise are
found in human eyes

who am I when I look into you
but flesh and his prize
i want to go
back to what i called home
tell your lady's price

I wear nothing but my soul
scratched and scarred
may a curse fall upon his magic
may his mouth be filled with tar
let Hades be my witness
and history insurgent
for no mistress again will
be sold to her servant

. . mirror mirror
on the wall
last night was a terrible fall

I promised myself to
the man in you
to my truth and wings
you shall anew
make haste, my glass
lead me to my kind
the stench of the bed
won't hold secrets behind
his eyes will cast spells on me
tonight is the night
to escape eternity

make haste, make haste
don't you hear footsteps
I see blood
on the dagger which
beyond his reach I kept

"Sinners will sin," echoes the hall
on my waist
a presence, familiarly tall
grabs my throat
a shining metal
"Death is an easy punishment, baby
specially, for a cheater."

pinned harshly against the cold
I screamed at the traitor door
. . mirror mirror
on the wall
how foolish was I
to forget whom you have
been serving after all.

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