Circe

So you have
Freed the winds
That whip the wave
Of sullen ocean

Come
To the woman
With the snakes
In her hair

I offer honeyed wine
Of lethe
I offer
The dark love

Come
To the woman
With the snakes
In her hair

So you have
Sealed the seas
And seek the way
To deeper waters

Come
To the woman
With the snakes
In her hair

I offer honeyed wine
Of lethe
I offer
Magic

Come
To the woman
With the snakes
In her hair

Come
To the woman
With the snakes
In her hair

Come
To the woman
With the snakes
In her hair