Night of the Incubus
Words and Music by Patrick Harnish
Come kiss the devil with your lipstick black.
And raise your dress up high.
Run all your nails up and down my back.
Until your life expires.
Yeah!
Come on and kiss me
Beside the funeral pyre.
Yeah come on and take it
Beside the funeral pyre.
There is no other gonna' make you feel
The way you do right now.
I'll take you high than the wings of god
And suffer all your cries.
There ain't no touchin' gonna' make you feel
The way you do inside.
I'll lift you higher than the despot god
Until your life expires.
Yeah!
Come on and kiss me
Beside the funeral pyre.
Yeah come on and take it
Beside the funeral pyre.
(Lift up your dress until your guilt expires).
Say the prayer of the incubus devil.
Seven letters in my name.
Shed no tears for the living faithful.
Our love will stay with the dead.
Speak the right of the falus devil.
Speak every letter in my name.
Suffer not with the living faithful.
Pleasure comes with the grave.
Yeah!
Yeah come on and kiss me
Beside the funeral pyre.
Yeah come on and take it
Beside the funeral pyre.
Yeah come and kiss me
Oh and speak the funeral rite.
Yeah come and take it
Beside the funeral pyre.