I sit alone in my bedroom
I lie alone it what will one day be my tomb
I close my eyes and
Slowly extend my hand
I feel it now upon me
That luscious thing I cannot see
It is a rose petal on my fingertips
Spider silk upon my lips
Touching darkness, a dangerous thing
But it makes my heart sing
I an consumed by my dark lover
It is I she covers
She whispers to me words of deadliest desire
But there is no burning fire
Only blessed cool chills of night
I slip into the world of no light
Here I am King
Oh, touching darkness, the joy it brings