Scars Remain
grapes of wrath are fruits of passionfulsome hands don't feel repentanceseek the reason, find an answerwhy do only scars remain ... mirror, mirror on the wall
a mean and ugly you can't understanda taste of freedom, insufficientbut it's all that's left to be ... mirror, mirror on the wall
don't be frightened, don't be anxiousa new attempt and you fall further downcome on defy indifferenceand the sun will shine for you again ... mirror, mirror on the wall