There's a place where you can go,
Where time will never be.
A place where giant mirrors glow.
That few will get to see.

A scientist is working there,
Still toiling on his quest.
And if you step into his lair.
Then you will be a test.

Photos burn, and humans age,
And time will never halt.
But what if he could make a cage,
That time could not assault?

Step up on the platform here,
So high above the ground.
You can see yourself so clear,
In mirrors all around.

But with the mirrors angled right,
He makes an image beam.
Your form is in a streak of light,
In every little gleam.

And as it moves around the room,
Through such a complex maze.
Steam shoots out in quite a plume.
The platform starts to raise.

At the sides, two mirrors turn,
And face each other square.
And you, with all your mortal skin,
Are carried far from there.

These two mirrors showing you,
A perfect mirrored dance.
A little spot in space to view,
where time cannot advance.

When you die, remember how,
You were so young and vain.
You're trapped between the mirrors now,
And there you shall remain.

Never dimming, always bright,
Forever you will be.
Standing in the glowing light,
With just yourself to see...