| Evanescent like the scent of decay | 
| I was fading from the race | 
| When in despair, my darkest days | 
| Ran amok and forged her face | 
| From the fairest of handmaidens to | 
| A slick perverted wraith | 
| Nymphetamine | 
| Heaving midst narcissus | 
| On a maledict blanket of stars | 
| She was all three wishes | 
| Sex, sex, sex | 
| A lover hung on her death row | 
| I was hooked on her disease | 
| Highly strung like Cupid’s bow | 
| Whose arrows hungered meat | 
| And the blinding flare of passion | 
| In the shade of narrow streets | 
| Where their poison never rationed | 
| All the tips they left in me | 
| Two tracks | 
| Bric-a-brac | 
| Something passed between us like a bad crack | 
| Upward-lit, I’d met another kind | 
| Of rat | 
| In fact | 
| With every Rome inside me licked and ransacked | 
| She haunted at the corners of my mind | 
| In black | 
| Cataracts | 
| Wouldn’t whitewash away her filthy smoke stack | 
| She burnt me like a furnace | 
| For my future suicide | 
| Lead to the river | 
| Midsummer, I waved | 
| A 'V' of black swans | 
| On with hope to the grave | 
| All through Red September | 
| With skies fire-paved | 
| I begged you appear | 
| Like a thorn for the holy ones | 
| Cold was my soul | 
| Untold was the pain | 
| I faced when you left me | 
| A rose in the rain | 
| So I swore to the razor | 
| That never enchained | 
| Would your dark nails of faith | 
| Be pushed through my veins again? | 
| Bared on your tomb | 
| I’m a prayer for your loneliness | 
| And would you ever soon | 
| Come above unto me? | 
| For once upon a time | 
| From the binds of your lowliness | 
| I could always find | 
| The right slot for your sacred key | 
| Six feet deep is the incision | 
| In my heart, that barless prison | 
| Discolours all with tunnel vision | 
| Sunsetter | 
| Nymphetamine | 
| Sick and weak from my condition | 
| This lust, this vampyric addiction | 
| To her alone in full submission | 
| None better | 
| Nymphetamine | 
| Nymphetamine, nymphetamine | 
| Nymphetamine girl | 
| Nymphetamine, nymphetamine | 
| My nymphetamine girl | 
| Wracked with your charm | 
| I am circled like prey | 
| Back in the forest | 
| Where whispers persuade | 
| More sugar trails | 
| More white lady laid | 
| Than pillars of salt | 
| Fold to my arms | 
| Hold their mesmeric sway | 
| And dance her to the moon | 
| As we did in those golden days | 
| Christening stars | 
| I remember the way | 
| We were needle and spoon | 
| Mislaid in the burning hay | 
| Bared on your tomb | 
| I’m a prayer for your loneliness | 
| And would you ever soon | 
| Come above unto me? | 
| For once upon a time | 
| From the bind of your holiness | 
| I could always find | 
| The right slot for your sacred key | 
| Six feet deep is the incision | 
| In my heart, that barless prison | 
| Discolours all with tunnel vision | 
| Sunsetter | 
| Nymphetamine | 
| Sick and weak from my condition | 
| This lust, this vampyric addiction | 
| To her alone in full submission | 
| None better | 
| Nymphetamine | 
| Sunsetter | 
| Nymphetamine (Nymphetamine) | 
| None better | 
| Nymphetamine | 
| Two tracks | 
| Bric-a-brac | 
| Something passed between us like a bad crack | 
| Upward-lit, I’d met another kind | 
| Of rat | 
| In fact | 
| With every Rome inside me licked and ransacked | 
| She haunted at the corners of my mind | 
| In black | 
| Cataracts | 
| Wouldn’t whitewash away her filthy smoke stack | 
| She burnt me like a furnace | 
| For my future suicide |