| She'd never thought when she woke up | |
| That her forbidden dreams come true | |
| She was flying through the night | |
| A lust for blood a daemon smile | |
| And then she looks into the mirror | |
| But she can't see her face | |
| Inside she feels a hunger | |
| So she goes hunting for some blood | |
| She looks into the mirror | |
| But she don't understand | |
| Inside she feels a hunger | |
| Will she ever be satisfied? | |
| And the world is standing still | |
| when she wants it when she prays | |
| for the night to come | |
| to take her away, to fulfill her darkest dreams | |
| She's not an angel but she wants to fly | |
| On broken wings.... | |
| She's longing for silence, | |
| She's longing for justice | |
| She's addicted to the night | |
| " I dive into the mirror.... | |
| Hunt on the other side | |
| I'm running through the darkness | |
| Leave all my memories behind.... | |
| I'm looking through the mirror | |
| Now from a different world | |
| I'm on the run, I catch the realness | |
| Will I ever be satisfied? " |