Paralyzed by the beauty of those words

That so delicately drip from this angel of untamed lust

Suddenly I fear the end of my solitude

Once a warrior, poetic shrieks now own my soul



Left behind to fight the ruthless pawns of Eris

Hope will strike her down beneath the blade (as she sings for him)



Suffering unseen now will be left to burn in her stare

But he no longer fights the torture of her voice

So long forgotten, I am lost in her stare

Now made so clear as she extracts her painful toll

A soul now echoes with the torture of the sirens (He is hers)



Beautiful whispers leave one so fair

Chain these hands of ageless struggle

Rid us of this beloved curse

An epic tale of deceit is given life once more on silver lips so spiteful

Her tongue screams for him

Rid us of this curse



Suffering unseen now will be left to burn in her stare

But he no longer fights the torture of her voice

So long forgotten, I am lost in her stare

Now made so clear as she extracts her painful toll

A soul now echoes with the torture of the sirens (He is hers)



Set loose so long ago by the foolish whim of Pandora

Phantoms which shall forever prey on mankind's weakness

The grains of time hold no bearing to those eyes

In pale moonlight she sings to the haunted sea

Vile notes seduce old Cerberus to slake unholy thirst



Left behind to fight the ruthless pawns of Eris

Hope will strike her down beneath the blade (as she sings for him)



Suffering unseen now will be left to burn in her stare

But he no longer fights the torture of her voice

So long forgotten, I am lost in her stare

Now made so clear as she extracts her painful toll

A soul now echoes with the torture of the sirens (He is hers)

With the torture of the sirens