The crystal mirror, locked away,
Behind a door in a tower's gray,
Guarded by soldiers, staunch and
true,
A love once cherished, lost to you.

Betrayed by words, by deeds, by lies,
Your heart shattered, your spirit dies,
The mirror's image now distorted,
Its beauty marred, its purpose thwarted.

The soldiers' swords, their armor
bright,
Reflect the cold and bitter night,
The tower sands, a lonely keep,
Where dreams of love are laid to
sleep.

No more the warmth, the gentle
grace,
Of love once felt in your embrace,
The mirror's shards now cut your soul,
And leave you broken, dark and cold.

No light can enter, no hope can stay,
In the tower where your love must lay,
Its brilliance dimmed, its beauty
faded,
By the hand of one who once
betrayed.

So let the soldiers stand their post,
and guard the mirror, at any cost,
For love once lost, can never be
found,
Locked away in that tower's cold 
ground.