Grapes of wrath are fruits of passion
   Fulsome hands don't feel repentance
   Seekt the reason, find an answer
   Why do only scars remain ... mirror, mirror on the wall
  
   A mean and ugly, calm but painful
   Feeling you can't understand
   A taste of freedom, insufficient
   But it's all that's left to be ... mirror, mirror on the wall
  
   Don't be frightened, don't be anxious
   A new attempt and you fall further down
   Come on defy indifference
   And the sun will shine for you again ... mirror, mirror on the wall