From the recording (LP) Exile
Lyrics
You can't build a castle on a mass grave
Without breathing death in the air
Death in the air
(Extremes, extremes...)
Extremes are the sweet...
Sweetest temptation
For a sick...
For a sick emotional soul
Even blind I'll see who you are
You made me strong
Anyone who touches me will turn to ice
And I'll become hotter than fire
Oh, my sweet dreams
You will always find
Special pleasure in making time
Time for sadomasochism
With me in your dream
Sadomasochism with me in your dream
Even blind I'll see who you are
(Who you are!)
You made me strong
Anyone who touches me will turn to ice
And I'll become hotter than fire
No!
Oh
Hotter than fire
Hotter than fire
Hotter than fire
Hotter than fire
