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