Spellbinder 歌词

I'm miles behind you You make it perfectly clear Lay a guilt trip on me Want me to feed your ambitions We are under a spell A seductive performance Ostentatiously Accompany your poisonous tongue While the smoke from your guns Leave your followers choking The tongue - the weapon To bless and curse Shapes of the past surfacing Returning for judgment The mirror and the light Obscured, contagious Transforming into your image We are under a spell The crowd The crew The clown We are all under a spell Your blind spot thoroughly Kept in its place By hypnotized acolytes