From the recording C-90
Lyrics
She draws me in with siren’s thrall
She wraps me up to seal my fall
She knows my longings as she grows my fears
She feeds on lust washed down with tears
She casts emotion (she reels me in)
No competition (fools seldom win)
Spews ammunition (and so death begins)
Of rage and deception
With fire and steam she has brought us to extremes
She has torn out our hearts. Now we’re worlds apart… we are worlds apart
She tracks my footsteps and my every key
She sits on every page I see
She gives me comfort in echoic room
As she tells her master of his doom
She leaves me wrestling (she feels me writhe)
In spun threads of emotion (to its source she climbs)
With slow evisceration (she bleeds me dry)
She bleeds me for her potion
With fire and steam she has brought us to extremes
She has torn out our hearts. Now we’re worlds apart… we are worlds apart
With fire and steam she has brought us to our knees
Yet we still feel the need to be hirelings at her feet
With fire and steam she has brought us to extremes
She has torn out our hearts. Now we’re worlds apart… we are worlds apart