The cold of night falls on a fleeting evening's air As I lie down beside the sweet scent of her hair The night steels inside and soon I sail the seas of sleep Where ancient shadows slither in the darkened deep My goddess withdrew and a nightmare came true The mare of my night Painfully she lies upon me In my darkest hour she is there A religious rite Lustfully she goes down on me In her eyes I see the fires flare The mare of my night Terror takes me now she rides me like a mare I slide in ever deeper sweat-drenched in despair I pray she won't play the painful passage on my flute She sucked me dry and left me nameless in the nude My goddess withdrew and a nightmare came true The mare of my night Painfully she lies upon me In my darkest hour she is there A religious rite Lustfully she goes down on me In her eyes I see the fires flare The mare of my night My goddess withdrew and a nightmare came true The mare of my night Painfully she lies upon me In my darkest hour she is there A religious rite Lustfully she goes down on me In her eyes I see the fires flare The mare of my night