There's an enlightment, and it's dead on target-- I'm tumbling in the darkness...
If only I had the power to see the forecoming...
'Cause I see me taking that risk, for an ambitious sentiment--
you cast a spell on me, I'm a slave.
The occult today is only a risk,
I'm not afraid to lose.
Today, I acknowledge where I want to head forth, you color me clever...
Tomorrow, I'll take in for a day dream-- living it forever...
And you're underneath my mind, while I can bare being away,
can nothing cease what is meant to last-- forever and a day...
And there's a blackhole of dreams
you deep-rooted a twilight, and a meg of stars to my hopes-- You're it.
