The Slave
Marc Almond Lyrics


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In a Byzantine harem
Where, seeking paradise,
I'd disguised myself as a dog,
A slave told me:

Me, I'd like heavy pearls
Enamelled black pearls
To be dumb, and almost deaf
So that you'd soothe me with words
Words which resemble the sea
Words that one sees through
Words of bitterness and love
Tender words, severe words

Me, I'd like crowded rooms
Where stretched out naked on all fours
Encircled by dogs and chains
Tasting mysterious liquors

Drinks of life and drinks of death
Cups filled to the brim
I place my moist and eager lips
On the kneeling stools therein

Me I'd like a black slave
With the white teeth, strong and cruel
Who'd split my shackles wide
And who'll take me to the sky

In the damp languor of evening
Me all white, and he all black
He'd bite my body, sliding
With a serpent slow...attack

Me, I'd like to be a young woman
Behind glass and iron bars
As pleasure takes my every breath
Until sleep, until death

Beneath my purple-blue eyelids
You know, I have only one thought
To be a woman, yes, it's true
To be a real woman





God.....please...please

Overall Meaning

In "The Slave" by Marc Almond, the singer describes a desire for a life of servitude and submission, seeking to be controlled by another person's words and actions. The lyrics describe a fantasy of living as a slave in a Byzantine harem, where the singer longs to be surrounded by exotic and sensual experiences. They mention a desire for both tender and severe words, as well as indulging in mysterious liquors that taste both of life and death.


The singer goes on to describe a desire for confinement, specifically behind iron bars, as they find pleasure in every breath until they reach their ultimate end. They express a longing to be a real woman, indicating perhaps a gender identity struggle or a desire to experience a different kind of femininity.


Overall, the lyrics of "The Slave" are a vivid and intense portrayal of fantasies of submission and control, describing a desire to exist purely for the sake of another's pleasure.


Line by Line Meaning

In a Byzantine harem
I was in a place where exotic women were kept as a display of wealth and status in the Byzantine empire.


Where, seeking paradise,
I was there in search of pleasure and satisfaction.


I'd disguised myself as a dog,
I pretended to be a dog to enter the harem undetected.


A slave told me:
One of the servants approached me and spoke these words.


Me, I'd like heavy pearls
I desire to have black pearls with great weight.


Enamelled black pearls
Black pearls with a shiny finish.


To be dumb, and almost deaf
I would like to lose the ability to speak and hear.


So that you'd soothe me with words
Then, I would hope you'd speak to me with kind words to calm my spirit.


Words which resemble the sea
Speech that reminds me of the vast sea and its undeniable beauty.


Words that one sees through
Utterances that are transparent and honest.


Words of bitterness and love
Phrases that are both painful and affectionate at the same time.


Tender words, severe words
Words that are soft and kind as well as harsh and stern.


Me, I'd like crowded rooms
I prefer to be in areas with lots of people around me.


Where stretched out naked on all fours
To be in a position where I have no control and am vulnerable.


Encircled by dogs and chains
To be trapped and powerless with savage animals around me.


Tasting mysterious liquors
Drinking enigmatic and unknown substances.


Drinks of life and drinks of death
Intoxicating liquids that may either give life or cause death.


Cups filled to the brim
Drinking vessels overflowing with the liquid inside.


I place my moist and eager lips
I eagerly sip from the cup.


On the kneeling stools therein
I am kneeling before the cups, eager to imbibe.


Me I'd like a black slave
I would like to have an African slave serving me.


With the white teeth, strong and cruel
This slave would have powerful and frightening teeth.


Who'd split my shackles wide
This slave would undo my bonds with ease.


And who'll take me to the sky
The slave would take me to heights of pleasure and ecstasy.


In the damp languor of evening
During the slow and moody twilight hours.


Me all white, and he all black
I am fair and he is dark-skinned.


He'd bite my body, sliding
He would use his mouth to nip and caress my flesh.


With a serpent slow...attack
He would move in a seductive and languid manner as he bites me.


Me, I'd like to be a young woman
I would like to be a feminine female.


Behind glass and iron bars
I would want to be in a glass cage, unable to escape.


As pleasure takes my every breath
So overcome with satisfaction that I feel my very existence taken over.


Until sleep, until death
Until I drift off to slumber or until I am no more.


Beneath my purple-blue eyelids
With closed and colored eyelids.


You know, I have only one thought
There is only one thing occupying my mind.


To be a woman, yes, it's true
I yearn to be fully feminine and all that it entails.


To be a real woman
To experience womanhood in its entirety.


God.....please...please
A prayerful exclamation for relief from these desires.




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