The language in the dimmer rooms   Seems to represent the light source well      How soft they speak and seem to be at peace   With the movement of the music and the madness   That is pulling me into this      And the shades of the lamps are woven red   The light, it stains and consecrates      Anointing all forgotten forms   That swirl and smoke and haunt this place   The girls in gowns all nurse the dark      Pulling it near to their swelling breasts   And watch as it seeps to their hearts   And beats within their virgin chests      And here I know seduction breeds   From wanton hearts that would seduce   And grows and spreads its vine and leaves   Embracing those who might have moved      But now remain to drink the night   From vials black and thick with steam   Such intoxicating delights   That leave you drunk inside this dream   And you watch them take the light from you      And you find yourself   On a velvet couch   Tasting the skin of a foreign girl      Her eyes are black   And wet like oil   And she ties your hands with a string of pearls      And you tremble like a frightened bird   As she closes in and captures you   To place you in the silver cage      Deep within her poisoned womb   And once you're safe inside   She might let you out to fly   In the circles around the room      But it's always night   And there is no moon   And you wonder if you are alive      And you're not sure if you want to be   But you drank her sweat like it was wine   And you lay with her on a bed of blue   And it's awful sweet   Like the fruit she cuts and feeds to you