His smile fair as spring, as towards him he draws you

His tongue sharp and silvery, as he implores you

Your wishes he grants, as he swears to adore you

Gold, silver, jewels, he lays riches before you

They call him, the man of glass, master mirror

Dues need be repaid, and he will come for you

All to reclaim, no smile to console you

He'll snare you in bonds, eyes glowing a fire

To gore and torment you, till the stars expire

My smile fair as spring, as towards me I draw you

My tongue sharp and silvery, as I implore you

Your wishes I grant, as I swear to adore you

Gold, silver, jewels, I lay riches before you

They call me, the man of glass, master mirror

Dues need be repaid, and I will come for you

All to reclaim, no smile to console you

I'll snare you in bonds, eyes glowing a fire

To gore and torment you, till the stars expire...