Succubus

Look through the mirror
See your true nature
An old, rusted scissor
A beautiful hellish creature

Take a boat across the Styx
March through the Elysium
Damn, you got me on a fix
In your dark magic, I am the pendulum

Swinging form east to west
Across the seas and over the hill
I put myself to the test

Enough!I'll stand still
Pick up a flower, be at will
Stage your act, I hold my will.