Letra de Mirrors Magic Sight

And she's dreaming about The view over the castle down below There is no doubt A curse came upon her As she knows... The voices of reapers Shading off into sounds of the night Becomes visible in a mirror The mirror with its magic sights The cause of the inner row Is the promise of horror and strife If she keeps looking at the beauty below Despair will take over her life Her eyes, her deep blue eyes She averts them from the casement And she is weaving While the loom obeys her hands Weaving... Lustful groaning by moonlight A luscious mistress and her paramours Making love in the brewing night Till dawn they enjoy each other While being a mirrors magic sight And when someone dies A threnody sounds from the towers So she weaving in her web Also weaving a funeral Under sunbeam showers