Power - Fields of the Nephilim

Power…

Power feeds you long

Loving hours

I can give everlasting power

Flower…

The world opens

You need simple flower

A feeling, a feeling all so sour

Drain me, now drain me

From power

Drain me, now drain me

From power

Oh, the wide open stench of all — so sour

I can’t give, but I recieve for hours

Oh…

Drain me, now drain me

From power

Drain me, now drain me

From power

Drain it — static from the attic

Attic walls…

Oh…

Drain me, now drain me

From power

Drain me, now drain me

From power

Drain it — static from the attic

Attic walls…

A power, so somatic

See the heart is burning —

I call it static

(attic walls…)

I need static

So charismatic

You’re so tragic —

My love’s so manic

(attic walls…)

I have the power

Use it, frantic

Your body’s turned —

I’m systematic

(attic walls…)

See my touch

Those who cower

Drain me of

My breathing hours

(attic walls…)