Under the night gown

And over the skin

Turn all the lights out

And let us begin.

Gather this fallen

Bird to your breast

She'll sing you a song

If you take her to bed.

Oooh, the devil's trick

Freedom for a taste

The apple had the price of a snake

And I will pay.

As soft as a door mouse

Untangle our limbs

A kiss on the knee

And now you're, gone with the wind.

Everything's different

And I don't belong

I'm as cold as a kitchen

In the breaking of dawn.

And though it hurts

To breath

I die before I'd leave.

Oooh, the devil's trick

Freedom for a taste

The apple had the price of a snake

And I will pay.