Mirror Magic

(Verse 1)
In the chamber of shadows, where whispers of night converge,
Hangs a looking glass, an ancient stage for the devil's dirge.
Reflecting not the truth, but a realm of twisted lies,
Where the souls of the lost forever fall and collide.
Welcome to the realm of mirror magic, so dark and deep,
Where the wicked dance and the damned forever weep.
Look into the glass, you're invited to the thrall,
Where your reflection's not your own, and you're about to fall.
(Chorus)
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
What dark secrets do you call?
Mirror magic, let the ritual begin,
Where the shadows cast your soul to sin.
(Verse 2)
Inscribe the circle with the blood of a raven's flight,
Speak the incantation to summon forth the night.
By the moon's cold glow, the mirror starts to breathe,
And the door to hell is ready to receive.
Latin chants echo through the midnight air,
Binding you to a world of Satan's snare.
Your image distorts, your mind starts to crack,
You're trapped in the mirror's haunting track.
(Bridge)
Ave Satanas, we invoke thy name,
To the abyss we lay our claim.
Through the glass, a beast appears,
With eyes that burn and breathe with fear.
(Verse 3)
The reflection morphs, no longer you,
Consumed by the mirror's eerie hue.
With every stare, your soul unwinds,
Lost in the dark, where the devil finds.
The ritual's done, the mirror's spell is cast,
Now you're one with the shadows of the past.
Forever trapped in the glass's embrace,
Condemned to the devil's endless chase.
(Chorus)
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
What dark secrets do you call?
Mirror magic, let the ritual begin,
Where the shadows cast your soul to sin.
(Verse 4)
In the mirror's heart, a world of pain and dread,
Where the lost are torn and never fed.
You scream for help, but no one's there to save,
Only the echoes of your own despair and rave.
The devil's grin is the last thing you'll see,
Before the glass devours you completely.
The mirror magic is a prison for your soul,
Where the only truth is the lie you've been told.
(Chorus)
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
What dark secrets do you call?
Mirror magic, let the ritual begin,
Where the shadows cast your soul to sin.
(Outro)
In the realm of the looking glass, you're but a pawn,
In the twisted game of the one who was born.
Faceless now, a part of the mirror's thrall,
The price of power, the devil's call.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
What dark secrets do you call?
Mirror magic, let the ritual begin,
Where the shadows cast your soul to sin.
(Satanic Chant)
Luciferi gloria, intus veni,
Aeternum damnatio, mecum mane.
Mors tua, mea gloria, in tenebris rego,
Mirror magic, praise the goat!
(End)
Mirror magic, let the ritual begin,
Where the shadows cast your soul to sin.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
What dark secrets do you call?
Mirror magic, let the ritual begin,
Where the shadows cast your soul to sin.

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