Imago Mortis - Incantation

Dates become constant and the loneliness leaves off
Flowers appear, as if it were spring, and the colors are more vivid
The rite of incantation has begun, you can feel its effects

To her whose eyes are cast
I no longer belong to thy past
A heart smiling forever more
Like seas deep within a shore

If the flowers were like you
So soft as the roses we twine do
When together we art, the flutter I feel
Thy astonishing feeling, doesn't seem to be real

Beware thy soul in wise energies
Crosses my heart in synergy
Thy beauty's bloom will ride apart
The defenses of my heart

Against thee shall my will rebel
Still in my mind your scent dwells
Magic words, put thy spell on me
I'm stuck but I don't want to break free

Here is where I stand
From thence whether thou quivering stence
You are just my salvation
Whilst I’m thy temptation
Whisper to me, in love's no last adieu
Into our fiction of a flimsy romance
Here is where we stand until the end