Woorden: The Cult. The Phoenix.

Yeah
Oh, dig this

Like the heat from a thousand suns that burns on
Rising ever higher
A phoenix from a pyre
My eternal desire

I'm on fire, I'm on fire
I'm on fire, I'm on fire

Like a kiss from the lips of ray that burns on
The pleasures getting wilder
Circling ever higher
A servant of desire

I'm on fire, I'm on fire
I'm on fire, I'm on fire

Like the heat from a thousand suns that burns on
Rising ever higher
A phoenix from a pyre
My eternal desire, yeah

Like a kiss from the lips of ray that burns on
The pleasures getting wilder
Circling ever higher
A servant of desire

I'm on fire, I'm on fire
I'm on fire, I'm on fire

Like the heat from a thousand suns that burns on
Rising ever higher
A phoenix from a pyre
My eternal desire
My eternal desire
My eternal desire
My eternal desire, fire