The Mirror (Angel of Music)

Insolent boy, this slave of fashion! Basking in your glory Ignorant fool! This brave young suitor Sharing in my triumph Angel, I hear you, speak, I listen Stay by my side, guide me Angel, my soul was weak, forgive me Enter at last, Master Flattering child, you shall know me See why in shadow I hide Look at your face in the mirror I am there inside Angel of Music, guide and guardian Grant to me your glory Angel of Music, hide no longer Call to me, strange angel I am your Angel of Music Come to the Angel of Music I am your Angel of Music Come to the Angel of Music