A Different Kind Of Ecstasy

A Different Kind Of Ecstasy
By Andrew Von Poe

Have you ever kissed a skeleton
Met a spirit, then been joined as one
Visited a graveyard late at night
Or walked out among the stars so bright

Have you ever felt my different kind of ecstasy
May not suit you but it sure suits me
Felt the night close in on you
Tell me, my dear, what would you do

Have you ever felt the touch of Death
Have you ever given up your breath
Felt the night wind on your face
Or dropped out of hatred’s race

Have you ever felt my different kind of ecstasy
Seen the night upon the shining sea
Felt the wind blow through your hair
Have you ever had someone care

Have you ever dived into the dark
With mind as free as Adam stark
Felt this different kind of ecstasy
Come, my love, and share it with me

Revel in my dark and blessed madness
As your lips against a skeleton press
Smell the sweet scent of the night
Some day all things are made right

Now you’ve felt my different kind of ecstasy
Found out what Dark’s love can be
Felt the tenderness of Death
And danced until your final breath

This is my different kind of ecstasy
Come back next time to share it with me
And I’ll lead you to the night
To revel in dark’s beauty bright