I, The Deceiver

Speak, o’ witches three

Why dost thou linger ‘pon this heath?

Force thine knowledge and secrets arcane ‘pon me

Fork-tongued symphonies, wicked prophecies

Let not light reveal my clandestinity

Dark forces move and command with insidious hands unseen

I, the deceiver

I am the serpent ‘neath the flowers that bloom

I, the believer

Forfeit the treasure of mine eternal jewel

Mind the voice inside

Let them crawl, and let fate be my guide

Pluck mine eyes from the skull and let blood reign o’er me

Venture silently, but curse inwardly

Doth the blade in my smile crush divinity?

False faces hide what desire may lurk in the heart beneath

I, the deceiver

I am the serpent ‘neath the flowers that bloom

I, the believer

Forfeit the treasure of mine eternal jewel

Let the dagger lead the way

Let the wine of life be spilled

Let the night infect the day