Working magic through the crevces in the spacial heart that is yours
Flowing full the dark viens that connect our hearts through the doors
My magic is very powerful and consuming
Dangerous and decieving
You will be mine once the essence makes it way
Feeling love for me will be the fate of your day
No, Its not the matter of force
Not the crushing stone of divorce
But derived at the source
My magic that burns in the deepest seekers in my head
Cursing the inevitable bowels of the my saddest end
The end of my humanity that finds what is called a soul
Is it wrong for love is wanting what I wish to grow
It may be that my magic could fail I know
Your power will plow over mine
If yourself through all the trials of me can shine
Whatever you do, don't not convey the image of me as cruel
For making you love something dark is all i can do
The taste of flesh and soul is all i want to pursue
Me loving you, and asking for love from you
Is all that is asked from the queen that rules the underworld