I have waited too long
For this affection [bad word] alive
All morals slips away

On the dancefloor in the fog
In lights and stroboscope
Your body moves
In tights and skirts and boots

Press your heartbeat tight on mine
Your lips, your aspiration
Infect me with your eternal crime
Your curves, your asphyxiation

Send me a shiver down my spine
Your blood, your sweet temptation
Let this moment be divine [bad word] is your salvation
 [bad word] is your salvation]

Three steps forth and back again
Like innocence is lost
And whores are born

Press your heartbeat tight on mine
Your lips, your aspiration
Infect me with your eternal crime
Your curves, your asphyxiation

Send me a shiver down my spine
Your blood, your sweet temptation
Let this moment be divine [bad word] is your salvation