You shoot your word and raided my heart
It may be a noise but I'll call you queen of heart
Lips as red as fire, black haired, vampire's white.
Drowning me slowly trapped by your beauty
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Enchantress
You shoot your word and raided my heart
It may be a noise but I'll call you queen of heart
Lips as red as fire, black haired, vampire's white.
Drowning me slowly trapped by your beauty
Washed me miles away from my moment
Cursed will I be for not raising my white flag,
Sooth in your bottle of sweet promises and voice.
I may have never seen the other side of the moon
But I won't mind following you wherever the moonlight ends.
Who am I to dream of what lay ahead.