The Ghost I've Become - Cold, My Sweet Delight

Horrors from the past, griefs of yesterday
I shall forget tonight
From eternal slumber I will bring you back
Satisfy myself tonight

I still feel you
And I still can taste you
I enjoy the pleasures you provide for me
You're mine

Your skin so smooth, pale
Cold is my sweet delight
Echoes from the grave
My delight, you are always mine

(My love, I still) feel you
And I still can taste you
I enjoy the pleasures you provide for me