Sweet thing undressed and on your side
You'd have a young man die between your thighs
What does it take to wake this dormant desire
Sweet thing come lay down by my fire

And if I ever lose this I'll be losing myself
And if I ever run from this I'll stumble over myself

Sweet thing caresses all alone 
Curled up on a bed made out of stone
You know I'm hearing your every sigh
Sweet thing your flame had caught my eye

And if I ever lose this I'll be losing myself
And if I ever run from this I'll stumble over myself

The luxury, the chemistry
Brings out the arsonist in me
If I'd set fire to this I'd only burn myself

Danger always there
Like thin smoke in the air
Hellmound on a leash
The heat is everywhere

But if I ever lose this I'll be losing myself

(c) PJDS
Tekst: Pieter-Jan De Smet
Muziek: Mirko Banovic, Geoffrey Burton, Pieter-Jan De Smet en Frederik Van Den Berghe