His smile fair as spring, as towards him he draws you His tongue sharp and silvery, as he implores you Your wishes he grants, as he swears to adore you Gold, silver, jewels – he lays riches before you They call him the man of glass, master mirror Dues need be repaid, and he will come for you All to reclaim, no smile to console you He'll snare you in bonds, eyes glowin’, a fire To gore and torment you, till the stars expire My smile fair as spring, as towards me I draw you My tongue sharp and silvery, as I implore you Your wishes I grant, as I swear to adore you Gold, silver, jewels – I lay riches before you They call me the man of glass, master mirror Dues need be repaid, and I will come for you All to reclaim, no smile to console you I'll snare you in bonds, eyes glowin’, a fire To gore and torment you, till the stars expire