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