Enchantress by Girard
Enchantress
(Verse 1)
In the depths of shadows, where the night never ends,
She weaves her spells with whispers, where light dare not descend.
A crown of twisted thorns, she wears with darkened pride,
The Enchantress of the void, where despair and dreams collide.
(Pre-Chorus)
Her eyes like burning embers, hold secrets of the deep,
She calls upon the lost souls, and drags them from their sleep.
(Chorus)
She’s the Enchantress, mistress of the night,
Ruling o’er a kingdom, bathed in eerie light.
Her voice, a haunting melody, echoes through the air,
In her realm of despair, where no one else would dare.
(Verse 2)
The winds obey her whispers, as they howl and cry,
Her touch turns life to ashes, as the living start to die.
Beneath her midnight skies, the stars themselves grow cold,
Her magic binds the hopeless, in tales of sorrow told.
(Pre-Chorus)
Her throne is carved from shadows, her heart as cold as stone,
She lures the weary traveler, into her dark unknown.
(Chorus)
She’s the Enchantress, mistress of the night,
Ruling o’er a kingdom, bathed in eerie light.
Her voice, a haunting melody, echoes through the air,
In her realm of despair, where no one else would dare.
(Verse 3)
In the forest of the fallen, where the cursed spirits dwell,
She dances in the moonlight, casting her ancient spell.
The trees bow down before her, their leaves a mournful sigh,
As she summons all the darkness from the blood-red sky.
(Pre-Chorus)
Her laughter chills the marrow, as it echoes through the night,
A symphony of sorrow, in the absence of all light.
(Chorus)
She’s the Enchantress, mistress of the night,
Ruling o’er a kingdom, bathed in eerie light.
Her voice, a haunting melody, echoes through the air,
In her realm of despair, where no one else would dare.
(Verse 4)
In the ruins of her castle, where the broken dreams reside,
She guards her twisted treasures, the tears of those who’ve died.
Her heart, a void of darkness, beats with ancient pain,
For every soul she captures, a shadow in her reign.
(Pre-Chorus)
Her magic weaves a binding, stronger than any chain,
For once you’re in her clutches, you can never break the strain.
(Bridge)
In the depths of her dominion, where hope is left to fade,
She reigns without compassion, in the darkness she has made.
But in the coldest corners, a longing still remains,
For the Enchantress knows the burden of eternal, endless chains.
(Chorus)
She’s the Enchantress, mistress of the night,
Ruling o’er a kingdom, bathed in eerie light.
Her voice, a haunting melody, echoes through the air,
In her realm of despair, where no one else would dare.
(Outro)
And as the night grows colder, and shadows start to blend,
The Enchantress, she lingers, where the world meets its end.
Her power, ever growing, her reign will never cease,
For in her realm of sorrow, she is the only peace.