• Take me for your dancer
    Watch me twist and turn
    Let the music be our master
    And the oil slowly burn
    You've dressed me all in crimson
    Just like a paper doll
    Tied my hair up with a ribbon
    Only meant to fall
    Hold me close now
    Speak without words
    You've let my hair down
    Singing of flaming birds
    Now reduced to ashes
    Soon to rise again
    Driven through the clashes
    Phoenix circle without end