Elizabeth I: Mirror, Mirror

mirror can you tell me how to stay forever young
let me know the secret
I will hold my twisted tongue
please protect my beauty
velvet skin so pure and white
hear my name resounding
like a hymn at dead of night
once I struck a servant
she’s a virgin free from sin
drops of blood caressed me and refined my aging skin
could this be the answer
uncorrupted carmine red
voices keep resounding
in my dazed bewildered head
have I found myself eternity
someone has heard my prayers
now I’ll become divine
have I found myself divinity
I’m no longer a slave
to the vicious hands of time