The cello draws a velvet line across the floorThe bow cuts through the smoke, slow and deepYour gaze is heavy, dragging across my skinThis game begins the moment you step inCongas beat like hot sand inside my veinsBarefoot on the rhythm, running with no chainsLogic is melting, your touch is the sinThe drums get louder, burning me withinSpin around, spin around, lost in the fireA fatal touch, taking me higherSpin around, spin around, the night is the bladeKiss me once, let the memory fadeCongas beat like hot sand inside my veinsBarefoot on the rhythm, running with no chainsLogic is melting, your touch is the sinThe drums get louder, burning me withinSpin around, spin around, lost in the fireA fatal touch, taking me higherSpin around, spin around, the night is the bladeKiss me once, let the memory fadeThe bass is weeping in the shadows lowExposing every lie that you showI am the storm, you are the dustDancing the end, if you mustSpin around, spin around, lost in the fireA fatal touch, taking me higherSpin around, spin around, the night is the bladeKiss me once, let the memory fadeBarefoot on the hot sandJust let the bow restSilence