Giving it up to the sound in me
Whispering satanic words
I'll draw on the wall a sleeping hydra
Caressing with her tail a blind beggar
Then I'll cut your heart as I carved my skin
With the cold blade of a knife
They'll find you strangled with a black tie
Just to feel your taste in my dry mouth
Just to feel your taste in my dry mouth
At night I'll take your clothes off
To stir desire to the edge
Seems I feel the earth beneath my feet
Turning around and turning around
It drills my heart, it makes me bleed
My body shakes and I wait
For the end of this dream to get me rid
Of that creeping shade in my head
That creeping shade in my head
Then I wake up on a bloody bed
And try to reach the other side
I can see my face in a mirror
I just leap, leap on the floor
Shall I ever see more of you
Than this shade
I wanna see you, I wanna touch you
Make love to you
Make love to you