Velvet Words and music by Talis Kimberley © 1992He sleeps the deep deep sleep of the sated lover He dreams the twisting dreams of a human man; She leaves the tumbled bed and the warm bedcover And shuts the bedroom door with a gentle hand She needs no candlelight when the full moon calls her Her cambric gown lies on the floor She puts on velvet like a second skin Beast without, woman within She puts on velvet, cloak and hood She knows what’s next, nothing good She puts on velvet, fits like a glove She doesn’t hate and she doesn’t love She’s a beast without and a woman within When she puts on velvet like a second skin. She stalks the deep dark woods like a savage creature She hunts because she needs to kill She scents the prey, and touches a brief, bright rapture It never lasts but she knows what will... She stills; she leaps - and a neck snaps backward She feeds till the hunger is appeased: She puts on velvet like a second skin Beast without, woman within She puts on velvet, cloak and hood She knows what’s next, nothing good She puts on velvet, fits like a glove She doesn’t hate and she doesn’t love She’s a beast without and a woman within When she puts on velvet like a second skin. She’s home to wash herself of the blood she’s wearing Her lover’s still asleep upstairs He barely stirs - she slips in beside him swearing It’ll never be his blood she wears So long as some dumb beast can be found by morning The kiss which wakes her lover needn’t ... hurt She puts on velvet like a second skin Beast without, woman within She puts on velvet, cloak and hood She knows what’s next, nothing good She puts on velvet, fits like a glove She doesn’t hate and she doesn’t love She’s a beast without and a woman within When she puts on velvet like a second skin. Second skin - second skin... oooh.