Sing my sweet siren, sing just for me,
sing me to my death, to my reveille.
A shimmer on the ocean, a whisper on the breeze,
this wonderful temptress, brings me to my knees.
Tis a vexing sound, this song she can sing,
to seize my heart, and hold my being.
Awaken such darkness, a longing for depravity
mingling with pleasure, pain bringing ecstasy.
Then to taunt me from my harbor, my safety forgotten,
her arms around my neck, from my senses begotten.
A chill causing buss, my will now surrendered
my final waking moment, with a smile I’ll be remembered.