(chorus) Scratch the scandals in the twilight Trying to shock but instead Idle hands all orient to her Pass a magic pillow under head It's so much more attractive inside the moral kiosk Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight
They scratch the scandals in the twilight She was laughing like a Horae Put that knee in dour landslide Take this step to dash a roving eye It's so much more attractive inside the moral kiosk Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight