B5 C#5 The scent grows richer, B5 A#5 he knows he must be here, E5 Eb5 He finds a long passageway lit by F5 chandelier. B5 C#5 Each step he takes, the perfumes change B5 A#5 From familiar fragrance to flavours strange. E5 Eb5 A magnificent chamber meets his F5 E5 eye. ( G#5 E5 G#5 E5 B5 B5 B5 E5 ) B5 C#5 Inside, a long rose-water pool B5 A#5 is shrouded by fine mist. E5 Eb5 Stepping in the moist silence, with a F5 warm breeze he's gently kissed. B5 C#5 Thinking he is quite alone, B5 A#5 He enters the room , as if it were his own E5 Eb5 But ripples on the sweet pink water F5 Reveal some company unthought of - C5 Ab5 C5 Ab5 Bb5 Rael stands astonished doubting his sight, Ab5 Eb5 Eb5 Struck by beauty, gripped in fright; C5 Ab5 C5 Ab5 Bb5 Three ver-milion snakes of female face Ab5 Eb5 F5 The smallest motion, filled with grace. G5 D5 F5 C5 D5 Muted melodies fill the echoing hall, G5 D5 F5 C5 F5 C5 D5 But there is no sign of warning in the siren's call: G5 D5 A5 E5 B5 F#5 C#5 G#5 'Rael welcome, we are the Lamia of the pool. A5 E5 A5 E5 F#5 C#5 We have been waiting for our waters to bring you cool.' ( F#5 C#5 Eb5 Bb5 Eb5 Bb5 Bb5 ) Piano Solo: ( Eb5 C#5 Eb5 C#5 Eb5 F5 C#5 ) B5 C#5 Putting fear beside him , B5 A#5 he trusts in beauty blind E5 Eb5 He slips into the nectar, leaving his F5 shredded clothes behind. B5 C#5 'With their tongues, they test, taste and judge B5 A#5 all that is mine. E5 Eb5 They move in a series of caresses F5 E5 That glide up and down my spine. ( G#5 E5 G#5 E5 B5 B5 B5 E5 ) B5 C#5 As they nibble the fruit of my flesh, B5 A#5 I feel no pain, E5 Eb5 Only a magic that a F5 name would stain. B5 C#5 With the first drop of my blood in their veins B5 A#5 Their faces are convulsed in mortal pains. E5 Eb5 The fairest cries, 'We all have loved you, F5 Rael'.' C5 Ab5 C5 Ab5 Bb5 Each empty snakelike body floats, Ab5 Eb5 Eb5 Silent sorrow in empty boats. C5 Ab5 C5 Ab5 Bb5 A sickly sourness fills the room , Ab5 Eb5 F5 The bitter harvest of a dying bloom. G5 D5 F5 C5 D5 Looking for motion I know I will not find, G5 D5 F5 C5 F5 C5 D5 I stroke the curls now turning pale, in which I'd lain entwined. G5 D5 A5 E5 B5 F#5 C#5 G#5 'Oh Lamia, your flesh that remains I will take as my food.' A5 E5 A5 E5 F#5 C#5 It is the scent of garlic that lingers on my chocolate fingers. ( F#5 C#5 Eb5 Bb5 Eb5 Bb5 Bb5 ) Piano Solo: ( Eb5 C#5 Eb5 C#5 Eb5 F5 C#5 ) B5 C#5 Looking behind me, B5 A#5 the water turns icy blue, E5 Eb5 F5 The lights are dimmed and once again the stage is set for you. ( B5 C#5 B5 A#5 E5 Eb5 F5 ) fade