Flame Blue

My tragic dove calls again
 Under the milky starless sky
 You burn our tie
 Fake a cry
 And then fly away
 Oh, burn me
 Your flaming tongue strikes again
 Like the insect's deadly flight
 Into the light
 Bright, holy white
 I crave your kissing bite
 Oh, fool me
 Fool me – burn me flame-blue, oh-uh-oh
 Fool me – burn me flame-blue, oh-uh-oh
 How did we cross this raging stream of time?
 Oh, well, it couldn't have been our love
 Our dying dove
 Falling from above
 And drowning in the waves
 Oh, take me, too
 Fool me – burn me flame-blue, oh-uh-oh
 Fool me – burn me flame-blue, oh-uh-oh
 Your razor lips
 They slide over my face
 Your breath burns my flesh
 Your claws tear out my ribs
 And still I crave for more
 And still I crave for more
 And still I crave for more
 And still I crave for more
 Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
 Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh