| Song | Kissed By Eros |
| Artist | Inkubus Sukkubus |
| Album | The Dark Goddess |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Life is sweet with all it's mystery, | |
| The death of sleep when Eros kissed me. | |
| Your hand in mine, descending deeper, | |
| With you beside me, sleep is sweeter. | |
| The perfect touch of love and fire, | |
| The touch that kills with pure desire. | |
| A touch of lust that spares no feeling, | |
| The touch that sends your senses reeling. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread, | |
| Let me rest my heavy head. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread. | |
| I am yours when you are not here. | |
| I’m mad with pain when you are not here, | |
| Mad with longing, you are not here. | |
| A silent scream without my god near. | |
| Madness, take my senses from me; | |
| Rip at my eyes, bring death upon me. | |
| Destroy my hearing and my memory, | |
| Flesh be gone for you offend me. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread, | |
| Let me rest my heavy head. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread. | |
| Heart, be quiet, pulse be still now, | |
| Eros, go, I’ve had my fill now. | |
| You vex my mind, I do not know how, | |
| A god of love has to kill now. | |
| Body weak, senses drifting, | |
| Oh, so sweet, the feeling lifting. | |
| Higher still, higher, higher, | |
| Stripped of love and dark desire. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread, | |
| Weave my dreams in gold and red. | |
| Lie here close within my bed. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread, | |
| Sing me songs about the dead. | |
| Tell me things you’ve never said. | |
| Life is sweet with all it's mystery, | |
| The death of sleep when Eros kissed me. |
| Life is sweet with all it' s mystery, | |
| The death of sleep when Eros kissed me. | |
| Your hand in mine, descending deeper, | |
| With you beside me, sleep is sweeter. | |
| The perfect touch of love and fire, | |
| The touch that kills with pure desire. | |
| A touch of lust that spares no feeling, | |
| The touch that sends your senses reeling. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread, | |
| Let me rest my heavy head. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread. | |
| I am yours when you are not here. | |
| I' m mad with pain when you are not here, | |
| Mad with longing, you are not here. | |
| A silent scream without my god near. | |
| Madness, take my senses from me | |
| Rip at my eyes, bring death upon me. | |
| Destroy my hearing and my memory, | |
| Flesh be gone for you offend me. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread, | |
| Let me rest my heavy head. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread. | |
| Heart, be quiet, pulse be still now, | |
| Eros, go, I' ve had my fill now. | |
| You vex my mind, I do not know how, | |
| A god of love has to kill now. | |
| Body weak, senses drifting, | |
| Oh, so sweet, the feeling lifting. | |
| Higher still, higher, higher, | |
| Stripped of love and dark desire. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread, | |
| Weave my dreams in gold and red. | |
| Lie here close within my bed. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread, | |
| Sing me songs about the dead. | |
| Tell me things you' ve never said. | |
| Life is sweet with all it' s mystery, | |
| The death of sleep when Eros kissed me. |
| Life is sweet with all it' s mystery, | |
| The death of sleep when Eros kissed me. | |
| Your hand in mine, descending deeper, | |
| With you beside me, sleep is sweeter. | |
| The perfect touch of love and fire, | |
| The touch that kills with pure desire. | |
| A touch of lust that spares no feeling, | |
| The touch that sends your senses reeling. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread, | |
| Let me rest my heavy head. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread. | |
| I am yours when you are not here. | |
| I' m mad with pain when you are not here, | |
| Mad with longing, you are not here. | |
| A silent scream without my god near. | |
| Madness, take my senses from me | |
| Rip at my eyes, bring death upon me. | |
| Destroy my hearing and my memory, | |
| Flesh be gone for you offend me. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread, | |
| Let me rest my heavy head. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread. | |
| Heart, be quiet, pulse be still now, | |
| Eros, go, I' ve had my fill now. | |
| You vex my mind, I do not know how, | |
| A god of love has to kill now. | |
| Body weak, senses drifting, | |
| Oh, so sweet, the feeling lifting. | |
| Higher still, higher, higher, | |
| Stripped of love and dark desire. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread, | |
| Weave my dreams in gold and red. | |
| Lie here close within my bed. | |
| Close my eyes with silken thread, | |
| Sing me songs about the dead. | |
| Tell me things you' ve never said. | |
| Life is sweet with all it' s mystery, | |
| The death of sleep when Eros kissed me. |