Scorpion's Bite

Sensing the passion, the sweat and the heat, that’s when the scorpion bites

Drifting alone, carrying his sting, it’s he and not fate who decides

Warm is the breath that makes your skin crawl, as he slowly comes from behind

Your blood starts to boil, red, sweet and hot as you feel the cold pain deep inside

Then you cried in his arms till the dawn

Haunting the room with your sighs

Thought that the tears would cease the flame

But the fire still burns in your eyes

The Scorpion bites

When you least expect him then he’ll attack, that’s when the scorpion bites

Bringing you fear, debauchery, sin, his sting in the dark gleams so bright

You hide in the shadows, he stares in your eyes and then you stand paralyzed

He daunts you, he haunts you and he drains your life as you scream for more mesmerized

Then you felt the urge to kneel

And swallow all of your pride

Then you pushed the scorpion’s sting

Even deeper inside

The Scorpion bites