We stand in a corner astonished
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With what man is capable to do
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A watcher of all and always
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Of good times and bad
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But after centuries of deep faith
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You have come to understand
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That the Evil within logs for Piece of Mind
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And Good wants a taste of Sin
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Angels you see filled with desire
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Demons you see cry in regret
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A reflection that brings pain
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And you stare on the Mirror
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On the top of the World
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The Mirror On The Top Of The World
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| Acid Death |
