Blind Muse - Diabulus In Musica

You’re afraid your end is near, you cannot control your fears, your obsession

feeds your empty imagination

You’re afraid your end is near, you cannot control your fears, your fixation

keeps you chained to our will

The dice in all hands, the voice in all talks

Alight!

You will be reborn from your own ashes

Alive!

I’ll be your muse eternally

Then a sudden gust of wind (goes back over and over)

Blowing my idle mind (it turns up the dead leaves)

You’re afraid your end is near, you cannot control your fears, your obsession

feeds your empty imagination

You’re afraid your end is near, you cannot control your fears, your fixation

keeps you chained to our will

Fills my head with dreams, mutters in my ears

Alight!

You will be reborn from your own ashes

Alive!

I’ll be your muse eternally

Like warmth in a wintry night

A craving of destiny

Ink on a blank canvas, the one who brings eternity

A witness of a glorious past

Lines that remain unread

Waiting for the one who is touched by the grace of your magic spell

Alight!

You will be reborn from your own ashes

Alive!

I’ll be your muse eternally

Alight!

You will be reborn from your own ashes

Alive!

I’ll be your muse eternally