With what man is capable to do 
 A watcher of all and always 
 Of good times and bad 
 But after centuries of deep faith 
 You have come to understand 
 That the Evil within logs for Piece of Mind 
 And Good wants a taste of Sin 
  
 Angels you see filled with desire 
 Demons you see cry in regret 
 A reflection that brings pain 
  
 And you stare on the Mirror 
 On the top of the World