
Date of issue: 12.11.2017
Record label: Креатив-ИН
Song language: English
The Spell |
Hush, do you see what I see? |
Do you hear what I hear? |
Do you feel what I feel? |
Stop, I feel you in my brain, |
I feel your hands surround, |
My soul is stole again. |
Fool, don’t play with magics black, |
That cunning stuff will push you to the front, |
And stab you in the back. |
Fool, I may have lost my mind |
But when that karma comes around |
It’s yours you’ll have to find. |
When I’m in the spell, |
And I’m burning in your fire, |
I smell that incense pluming |
Consumed in my lungs. |
Cut the cords, I’m not your puppet anymore |
And I’ll fight the spell. |
When I’m in the spell, |
And I’m burning in your fire, |
I smell that incense pluming |
Consumed in my lungs. |
Cut the cords, I’m not your puppet anymore |
And I’ll fight the spell. |