Svengali

Everything has washed away except for all my hatred

Darkness in my heart I think my veins have become tainted

Chilling in the seventh circle playing chess with Satan

But he's in the ninth, couple floors down in the basement

The world can be so cold I think I'm gonna freeze inside this realm

Burn the planet down so I can take the role of a new helm

My presence is disorienting it can overwhelm

Higher than the trees I'm gonna climb inside a witch's elm

Writing twisted scriptures while I'm drunk up off this liquor

I'm Svengali I'm so sinister I'll pop your bubble like a blister

Call me mister drifter get real close so you can hear my whispers