Bm                  G
The language in the dimmer rooms
F#                                  Bm
Seems to represent the light source well
Bm                      G
How soft they speak and seem to be at peace
         F#                            Bm
With the movement of the music and the madness
       G       F#      Bm
That’s pulling me into this


Bm
And the shades of the lamps are woven red
G
The light, it stains and consecrates
A
Anointing all forgotten forms
F#
That swirl and smoke and haunt this place


Bm
The girls in gowns all nurse the dark
A
Pulling it near to their swelling breasts
G
And watch as it seeps to their hearts
F#
And beats within their virgin chests
Bm
And here I know seduction breeds


G
From wanton hearts that would seduce
A
And grows and spreads its vines and leaves
F#
Embracing those who might have moved
Bm
But now remain to drink the night


G
From vials black and thick with steam
A
With intoxicating delights
F#                                   G       F# 
Would leave you drunk inside this dreeeeeeeeeeeam
         Bm         A        G         F#
And you watch them take the light from you


Bm                          F#
And you find yourself on a velvet couch,
F#                            Bm
Tasting the skin of a foreign girl
Bm                      F#
Her eyes are black and wet like oil
        G                               Bm
And she ties your hands with a string of pearls
Bm
And you tremble like a frightened bird


       F#                           G
As she closes in and captures you to place you
                 F#
In a silver cage deep within her poisoned womb
Bm                   A                        G
So once you’re safe inside, she might let you out
   F#     Bm                 F#
To fly in circles around the room


        G                      F#
But its always night and there is no moon
        Bm     A      G   F#
And you wonder if you are alive
           Bm       A      G       F#
And you’re not sure if you want to be
        Bm         A         G      F#
But you drink her sweat like it was wine
         G
And you lay with her
     F#
On a bed of blue
          G
And it’s awful sweet
          F#
Like the fruit she cuts and feeds to you


Bm      A      G      F#
to you (repeat twice)