With what man is capable to do
 A watcher of all and always
 Of good times and bad
 But after centuries of deep faith
 You have come to understand
 That the Evil within logs for Piece of Mind
 And Good wants a taste of Sin

 Angels you see filled with desire
 Demons you see cry in regret
 A reflection that brings pain

 And you stare on the Mirror
 On the top of the World