His eyes are a game of hypnosis
His words will make you fly
The clouds of desire he bestowed on you will shadow your open sky..
The mask he wears hide his lust
His euphoric aura is pixie dust
Oh! You crave for him..
You wait for him..
To the spell cast, you start dancing to his tunes…
dribbling his way through he keeps playing with you..
Then Suddenly the shadows will leave your side The mask he wore will shread aside
To the demons, you will be auctioned
The beautiful carol will turn to whine
What’s left of you will be a deceit
Your heart will be a sculpted concrete
The songs of love will never make sense
For the charmer doesn’t believe in the beauty of innocence