Your voice whispers through the wind and on instinct I follow it.
My heart be stills at the sight of you.
As I watch you from afar, it soothes my harden soul.
A spell has been cast upon me
And soon I am under your control, willing to do whatever you desire.
I am, to you, a devoted servant
Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 2:56 AM UTC
Your voice whispers through the wind and on instinct I follow it.
My heart be stills at the sight of you.
As I watch you from afar, it soothes my harden soul.
A spell has been cast upon me
And soon I am under your control, willing to do whatever you desire.
I am, to you, a devoted servant