Wind blows through the bones
Innocence will die in our souls
While we're sharing our love
Sweet smell of herbs and taste of tequila on our lips
And we will share our love
Sing a song for our freedom
Write love letters for the fire
Shall we dance for self-destruction
Shall we make love for our lives
We're kissing the flames
Living on the edge
When our lives are done
We'll say we had our fun
We're floating around the pool of madness
We're on fire — fire — fire
Drown into illusion — drown into illusion
Gods are too tired to share their grace with the wicked
How many nails until my coffin is closed?