disappeared from ever loving friends
and now a slave to obsession
your strange delight
you lie awake
how your senses ache
shaking off the night
is there more strange delight?

there goes your self
in the clear forever out of line
and there you'll stray through obsession
your strange delight
can't bear this heat
your poor heart skips a beat
tearing off the years
to when you really cared

so where's your soul?
in the field where every story ends
and then how plain your obsession
your strange delight
so this is hell
not so hard to tell
better men than I
have tried your strange delight
is there no strange delight