The Spell

Where has all the magic gone Lost behind or lost along A victim of the pulse of our society Don`t you miss the ancient times The riddles and the subtle signs A relative perspective on reality I get stronger in the splendor of a lucid moon I`m a creature of the night All my demons cast a spell The souls of dusk rising from the ashes So the book of shadows tell The weak will always obey the master Heading for the dragons lair another time and a different sphere I leave this nothingness behind and when the sense of logic yields I`ll escape the outer shields Into the universal mind I get stronger in the splendor of a lucid moon Only creatures of the night can heal my wounds