The Mist

(Lucy):
My soul was floating above a moonlit sea,
At the same time I was drowning, it felt somehow freeing,
Enraptured by his eyes, the burning eyes of a supreme hypnotist,
I followed him into the mist.
The dogs were howling, or was it just a dream?
And when he appeared beside me I wanted to scream,
But I had lost my voice, I had no choice,
I had no will to resist, I drifted away with the mist.
There was a singing in my ear, and then he started speaking,
His voice caressed me through and through,
He spoke about all kinds of things,
I wish I could remember, but mostly he asked about you.

(Mina):Me?

(Lucy):
He spoke about you, as if he knew you well.
Whispering your name in silence and casting his spell.
The fear and the desire, I was on fire, the ground moved as we kissed,
We melted away in, spent all night and day in,
I wish I could stay in the mist.