Jukebox das crónicas (Dedicada aos bandalhos)

"...Innocence has no resistance 
Against a wicked counselor such as I. 
You won't make it out. 
Shall I lead you to my parlor, 
Poison offers disguised, in just your size. 
You won't make it out. 
You may think me altruistic, 
Feel my dark hypnosis closing in. 
You won't make it out..."