So what did my master say to me?
He told me to wait till the mark I could see
I can't wait that long! He should understand
That I've searched far and wide and all over the land

For another master; but theres nobody there
That is totally perfect. No-one could compare
To Tom Marvalo Riddle, the king of dark arts
Who captured my soul and then kidnapped my heart

So there is no replacement for Voldemort
A voice of steel and eyes of wrought
Iron - a mind of the sharpest ilk
His new born body, a skin of silk.

But hell does he punish me for my betrayal
He watches my moves and he wills me to fail
He feeds on the darkness, despair and the wrath
But he led my life down my chosen path

And since when I have loved him; how where and why
Can only be answered by stars and the sky
When I look up above to eternity
I know that he needs me; he's all I can see

I cannot decifer the look on his face
Whether its happiness, shame or disgrace
Or maybe its love: I doubt it, its true
But I'm trapped in my head, no idea what to do

If I confront him he'll hate me forever
But my feelings are bottled, its now or never
I'm depressed and confused: why do I love him?
Is it his auror, his power, his sin?

I'm picturing it, there in my head
He's shaking with hatred, I drop down dead
He shows no mercy, no care, no control
Power and evil is his only goal.