Craft Her Spell Lyrics - Darkseed

Enchanting mights overhelming me 

with skin pale as fiery snow 

and eyes dark as night... 

My growing heart-bleeding... 

I craft her spell 

A rising fountains of lust 

One more staring glance 

and my favour will never rust! 

I am armed to suffer with quietness of spirit 

Soft stillness with the touch of night's sweet harmony 

She seeks my life 

Her love drops a gentle rain from heaven 

A day when the sun is did 

Give me light, give light 

by these blessed candles of the night 

The night methinks is the daylight sick