If I was an enchanter I would fix my eyes on you To watch thy secrets In disguise and out of view
All I'd seen before my eyes Is a vision filled with lies A trust is dying hard
When I'm told excuses There's no meaning to believe In a common liar I don't need no point of view
All I'd seen...
How would it be To be slave beneath a spell? Being bewitched and seduced To the empty nothingness How would it be To feel fear against a spell? An act of obedience begins When thy passion burns in hell
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