So there goes your life,
Disappeared from ever loving friends,
And now a slave to obsession,
Your strange delight.
You lie awake,
How your senses ache.
Shaking off the night…
Is there more strange delight?
There goes your self,
In the clear forever out of line.
And there you'll stray through obsession,
Your strange delight.
Can't bear this heat,
Your poor heart skips a beat
Tearing off the years
To when you really cared.
So where's your soul?
In the field where every story ends,
And then how plain your obsession,
Your strange delight…
So this is hell,
Not so hard to tell
Better men than I
Have tried your strange delight
Is there no strange delight?