And in another year

Will you still be this magician

My master and my lord?

Or will the mist have cleared

Will I look back and see no one

Just a drunken fraud?

Will the sum of this be hurt or will the sum of this be beauty

What will I be left with when you leave to do your duty

Are there clouds before my eyes, or are you really made of fire

Will i wake and realise that you were just another liar