She's an emotion avenger She is the villain who sends a A line of dark fantastic passion She knows that you will surrender Knows that you will surrender
You want this fantastic passion We'll have fantastic passion
You can feel her lips undress your eyes Wash that ugly skin that never feels Never feel your fingers tingle tense anticipation on it This was an easy one Feel the word and melt upon it
Words of love, words so leisured Words are poisoned darts of pleasure Die
Yes, she's in her black mood tonight Watch her dye your black hair white Rob you of you muscles slacken All the skin that was so tight
So ask for reason Oh, ask for any reason Oh, ask for the one reply For the one reply
Try for reason But passion never lives It dies with reason