The night has fallen
upon the sphere,
and I'm left callin'
your presence here;
your eyes be rollin'
each word you hear;
thought they were stolen,
they're not my dear;
so I brought someone
with warming stare;
with my feelings gone,
my body bare,
and became the son
the devil's heir;
I might be the one;
he searched for years,
though was strictly wrong;
my praise and hail,
has been served as song
to gods that fail;
for I've waited long;
such freedom tail
and became so strong ;
to blindly sail
now I gasp, I groan;
from pleasure's taste
to worship by moans;
got time, no haste;
now this drug I own,
and mindly state
hold me all alone;
for pleasure's sake.
