Miss Phantasmagoria

Trapped in the deep of the most lucid nightmare
I can see the horrors that slither
She comes to me in darkness, shrouded
Pale hands beckon me, Come hither

Dripping poison from emerald glasses
I can still taste the bitter sweetened
She will melt the sugar from the spoon
Grasped in her hands, my heart is eaten

Ah! Miss Phantasmagoria
Ah! Miss Phantasmagoria
Light the fire in the lantern so we can see
The horrors inside that fulfill our deepest needs

Nothing fills my heart like a beauty wretch
She feeds my lust with her darkest tones
Her face lightened by the cursed lamp
Seduce the nightmares and cross the bones

Ah! Miss Phantasmagoria
Ah! Miss Phantasmagoria
Light the fire in the lantern so we can see
The horrors inside that fulfill our deepest needs

She comes to me, her face unmarred
Dirt and mildew, the smell of graveyard
I am entranced by her horror show
Joys of designed torture
From the clouds to the pits below
She’s the Devil’s daughter

Lose me in your embrace, I go freely
My will so broke and I start to choke
On her nauseous undead perfume
My last breath, her name I invoke

Ah! Miss Phantasmagoria
Ah! Miss Phantasmagoria
Light the fire in the lantern so we can see
The horrors inside that fulfill our deepest needs