Muse

Commands of the mind must be Unnumbered spirits will see Each holds sway over thee The vessel only yearns to see But we plant the very seed Which guides to deceive No banishment can cure The muse's nature so pure Behind his eyes they know Your attempts to deny show Ecstasy in every life you take Driven by our ethereal hate Again, consume the ignorant Regret, speeds your descent Rebirth through your shell No longer a denizen of hell --- Muse - Incantation