Words So Leisured

She's an emotion avenger She is the villain who sells A line of dark fantastic passion She knows that you will surrender Knows that you will surrender You want this fantastic passion We'll have fantastic passion You can feel her lips undress your eyes Wash that ugly skin and never feel good Never feel your fingers tingle tense anticipation on it This was an easy one Feel the word and melt upon it Words of love Words so leisured Words are poisoned darts of pleasure Tied Yes she's in her black mood tonight Watch her dye your black hair white Rob you of you muscle slacken All the skin that was so tight So ask for reason Ask for any reason Ask for the one reply For the one reply Try for reason But passion never lives it dies It's reason Try for reason Then die