Someone's near, I can hear his breath

He comes to me, "Please sell me your potions"

I smell his fear and stare at him

"Well, my son, it will take all your devotion"

I am the keeper and these are my potions

My prices are high, but they will cure your anguish

All I will need are some parts of your corpus

These bones you don't need and this flesh is overrated

I will cure your wounds and I will cure your soul

Just give me flesh and bones so I will cure it all

Don't listen to their words and I will guide you through (don't believe him)

The essence of it all I give it just to you (don't you trust him)

Darkness rises in his veins

He took it all, "I can not feel my heartbeat"

He looks to me with fear inside

"Well, my son, that's because your soul leaves"