Curiosity 
The young and the free 
There for all to see 
Entranced 
Burned by the flame 
Have your senses taken leave 
Into the fire of [bad word] belief
It's the orgy of the free 

It was at first as 
If they were shadows 
Shimmering visions 
By the light of the dancing flame 
Bodies in motion 
The sound of the ocean 
Came into vision 
On the night of the dancing flame

What of your own free will
Bodies are writhing still 
There in the moonlight 
With my head up help high 
Wish I could keep on walking by 
But I 
Find myself drawn to you 
I let you do what you want to do 
You had your wicked way 
There on the site of the dancing flame 

It was at first as 
If they were shadows 
Shimmering visions 
By the light of the dancing flame 
Bodies in motion 
The sound of the ocean 
Came into vision 
On the night of the dancing flame 

To dance around the fire 
On the night of the dancing flame 
To make the flame grow higher 
In the light of the dancing flame 

To dance around the fire 
On the night of the dancing flame 
To make the flame grow higher 
In the light of the dancing flame 

Oh that starry night 
Lost my sense of time 
I don't know how I 
Got my fingers burned

Maybe I got too close 
To the light of the 
To the light of the 
To the light of the dancing flame 

The light of the
The light of the
The light of the dancing flame