Magic Mirror - Stormwitch

Desire, born in the fire

I want to look into my future

No name, it’s all the same

I know it’s a horrible creature

That day, we seek the way

I hope that I will soon know more

Come now, he’ll show you how

I will ask the magic mirror

The picture’s flying by, rising higher and higher

Oh, tell me my Queen what I see now

Tell what I shall deem — talks in riddles

So say what you mean, he belongs to you

Hold on, my heart is gone

The magic has captured my soul

Free me, I can not see

He will find me in my hole

Her Majesty, she smiled, the magic’s gone and left you

Oh, tell me my Queen