Come forth
 These are the days that must happen to you
 Come forth

 I am a spirit
 Up above your head
 Though I rest in you
 As though you were a bed
 In a molecular world
 In an electric state
 I sing the praise of angels
 And I sit and wait for you

 Baby, baby, baby
 Succumb to me
 Baby, baby, baby
 Succumb to me

 Give me your tears
 I'll keep them in a glass
 I'll store them with the treasures
 That I've amassed
 Give me your ears
 I have secrets to tell
 I will make you hear the delicate bell
 All around you

 Baby, baby, baby
 Succumb to me
 Baby, baby, baby
 Succumb to me

 Give me your anger
 And I'll soften the tone
 I am the kiss that grows
 Where love is shown
 I am the mirror
 That reflects your flickering flame
 So follow me through your mirror frame

 Baby, baby, baby
 Succumb to me
 Baby, baby, baby
 Succumb to me
 These are the days that must happen to you
 Whoever you are come forth

 I have not revealed myself to you
 To be another statistic
 I have come to you to be my mystic

 Baby, baby, baby
 Succumb to me
 Baby, baby, baby
 Succumb to me
 Baby, baby, baby
 Succumb to me
 Baby, baby, baby
 Succumb to me

 Whoever you are come forth
 These are the days that must happen to you
 These are the days that must happen to you