When the moon is high across the garden

That's when I'll come to you

When the nightshade blooms in your eyes

Let my sin pour in you

When the forest sings like an angel's choir

I'm coming nearer


I want to feel your flesh enrapture me

And live the politics of ecstasy


In the garden there is no fear

In the garden of gray we can disappear

In the garden where I can feel

In the garden, to touch you is so surreal


If the moon should pour out of the sky

And fill your livid pools

If you lay your hands on me gently

You won't be misconstrued

When you feel the shiver of lust grow deeper

I'm coming for you


I want to feel my senses sing to me

You are the music in my ecstasy


I want to love you in the garden of gray

Where we can stop the time and drink the ecstasy

And when it's done, just traces of the glow

The sparkle in your eyes is ecstasy