When the night time unfolds and the memories that you hold Bring a light to your eyes, though you know it's disguise When the night turns to day, you turn around and say Magic mirror, please tell, is this heaven or hell? Answer to the master Can you look to the sky? Can you live through your lie? Of the thoughts you can't trace which time can't erase To a face on the wall, do you often recall What you said on the nights when the new full moon was rising? Answer to the master When the night time unfolds and the memories that you hold Bring a light to your eyes, though you know it's disguise When the night turns to day and you turn around and say Magic mirror, please tell, is this heaven or hell? Answer to the master Answer to the master