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Maybe your grace is blinding
And your eyes can break any heart
But what the mirror can't show you
You can never leave behind
I'll tear your portrait into pieces
Blessed be the most fair of them all
If the mirror shatters soon enough
For this gift you surrendered your soul
But it ain't the prize I'm longing for
Oh what an awful lesson
Sins that through the canvas
Came to life
Hope for some love to save you
Beg your innocence comes back
I'll tear your portrait into pieces, to pieces
Blessed be the most fair of them all
If the mirror shatters soon enough
For this gift you surrendered your soul
But it ain't the prize I'm longing for
Because time knows
Where to find you
And makes you fall apart
Blessed be the most fair of them all
If the mirror shatters soon enough
For this gift you surrendered your soul
But it ain't the prize I'm longing for
Soon the mirror will break
Let the mirror break
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