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Deep inside a cold, dark room
Lit only by candlelight
And a slip of the light of the moon
The scorpions will dance tonight

Smell of dead roses fills the air
As I start to lick my lips
Run my fingers through your autumn hair
And I feel you with my fingertips

I'll bring you closer to the little death
I want to take you higher
You're killing me so slowly, boy
Let's make love on a funeral pyre

Let me get a taste of your blood
I'll make you moan and sigh
I've got you cast under my spell
When I take a drink of those honey eyes

CHORUS:
You sink your fangs in
And I'll make you quiver
On eve of all souls
The breeze will make you shiver
You set the fire
And I'll make it rain
Cause my baby was born on Samhain

(Spoken)
Drink the absinthe, stay for a while
Let us dance in the light of the moon
Do you want me to kill you slowly?
Let's kiss as we hear Death's tune

Solo – Dom
Solo – Alec

CHORUS

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