Two pitch black eyes are staring at me Staring in the mirror who's too blind to see Don't ever do well that's easy spoken Until they all sleep and won't be woken I'm the great giver without me you wouldn't Doing what you do the things that you shouldn't They are your sins that's what their called But don't look at me it's still your own fault I'm but a farmer planting my seeds Which make spoiled minds and do evil deeds Oh yes it's in them but slumbering though I just give the water and then watch it grow Another dawn is quietly breaking But night will come and you'll be shaking The world is locked in a season of death If life's a dream then dread the waking Your human ambition oh yes it stands tall But how higher the climb the deeper the fall And mirror my mirror on this black wall Who's the meanest of them all