From the brightest constellation To the darkest revelation It's the purest of sensations To be haunted by you
From the seeds of our creation To the last annihilation There is one thing which is certain I'm still haunted by you
When words are crushed Into powder and dust I shall rise up born anew Haunted by you
From the lowest aspiration To the greatest expectation Without doubt or hesitation I'm still haunted by you
In this age of exploitation With it's empty imitations It's a sweet intoxication To be haunted by you
When words are crushed Into powder and dust I shall rise up born anew Haunted by you
When you led me out on the wire And you sang in my head like a choir Well you stole my breath And you scared me to death But for you I would fling myself Willingly into the fire
From the brightest constellation To the darkest revelations It's the purest of sensations To be haunted by you