The Spell (Pulser Mix)

Hush, Do you see what I see?
Do you hear what I hear?
Do you feel what I feel?

Stop, I feel you in my brain
I feel your hands around
My soul is stolen again.

When I'm in the spell
And I'm burning in your fire
I smell your incense blooming
Consuming my lungs
Cut the cords
I'm not your puppet anymore
And I'll fight that spell.

Fool, Don't play with magic's black
That cunning stuff will push you to the front
And stab you in the back.

Fool, I may have lost my mind
But when the karma comes around
It's yours you'll have to find.

When I'm in the spell
And I'm burning in your fire
I smell your incense blooming
Consuming my lungs
Cut the cords
I'm not your puppet any more
And I'll fight that spell.

If you back down
Lower your hand
Save your soul
Close the page
Walk away.

When I'm in the spell
And I'm burning in your fire
I smell your incense blooming
Consuming my lungs
Cut the cords
Cause I'm not your puppet any more
And I'll fight that spell.