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



How would it be...