Come, come on in,
I need a savior,
You are safe here,
Let your spirit fly free,
In this four poster sanctuary,
Blessed be this witchery
Cause a fire burns,
In the dead of night,
Wanting what it wants,
Flesh on flesh,
The bated breath—

The flame that yearns,
In the dead of night,
Under the cover of darkness—
We willing come undone—
In its heated embrace,
The beating heart race,
Wanting what it wants,
As sweat pebbles on satin skin,
We dance, to let the devil in

So leave— your prayers beyond the door,
And stand in the middle of this floor,
As I show you what true worship is for,
Caught in a tango of heated breath,
The shadows weave beneath our feet

So come,
Come as you are,
In this spellbound chemistry,
Loving wickedness that lets us be,
We can recall it the witching hour,
As the fire consumes and devours,
Until there's neither you nor me,
For the release to set us free

So leave— your prayers beyond the door,
And stand in the middle of this floor,
As I show you what true worship is for,
Cause I need a savior,
You are safe here—
In this dance as old as sin