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...