Oh what pretty
Light that you have there
What wonderful shine
If I could just
Bathe in you for awhile
I might feel alive
Oh what pretty light
That you have there
What wonderful shine
If I could just
Bathe in you for awhile
I might feel alive
Now just for a moment there
He thought that he had sensed
A hint of that old tingle
In the back of the throat
This moment I stare in pure Amazement
A beautiful jewel that I wish
To smash to pieces
I'll tell her just how I feel
And his voice does creep upon her
Like a whisper
On the side of the neck
I am not just a ghost
I am a slave to lust
These words will make her tremble
That voice of the dead
This heavenly pleasure
Damns him to an earthen hell
This heavenly pleasure
Damns him to an earthen hell
And his voice pains deep within her
Like a sharp edge
Through the skins surface
I am not just a ghost
I am a slave to lust
These words will make her tremble
That voice of the dead
That voice of glass
Those thighs of iron
That skin of gold
In the company of the blind
The deaf will tear her light apart
I am not just a ghost
I am a slave to lust
These words will make her tremble
That voice of the dead
I am not just a ghost
I am a slave to lust
Slave to lust
I am a slave to lust