Feel your pulsation

As her thoughts penetrate your will

Isn`t it?

The throb is truly fractional

Her control is your dependence

For what is the intention

With no will, my will

Nevertheless must you deny

The spirit within

Can you hear the enchantress

As her voice lubricates your mind

Doesn`t it?

How will you escape it?

You sink into a coma

To discover; her tones comes from my mouth

Isn`t it?

How will you erase it

Feel your pulsation

Black lake is calling

Appear slowly as we hide

For what is the intention

With no will, my will

Nevertheless must you deny

The spirit within

Can you hear the enchantress

As her voice lubricates your mind - your mind

How will you escape it, erase it?