Besedila: Elefant. The Black Magic Show. Brasil.

I saw her standing there
Red fire in her hair
She knows I can't resist
The poison from her lips

I never wanted it, I tried to run from it
Temptation stares me down

She sings when she is sad
She laughs when she is mad
The lonely heart club cry
I hear them through the night

I never wanted it, I tried to run from it
Temptation wears me down

Heaven can wait
Heaven can wait for me now
Leave open the gate
Hell is the game I want now, I'm coming down

She leaves me wanting more
White flowers on the shore
She knows I can't resist
The poison from her lips
The poison from her lips
She knows I can't resist