VERSE 1
(GERARD BUTLER)
Go way for the trap
He is set
And waits for his
Prey
You have come here
In pursuit of your deepest urge
A pursuit of that wish
Which till now
Has been silenced
Silenced
I have brought you so
That our passions my fuse and
Emerge
In your mind you've already
Succume to me
Dropped all your fences
Completely succum to me
Now you are here with me
Now second thoughts
You've decided
Decided
Pass the point of no return
No backward glances
Our games of make believe
Are at an end
Pass all thought of if
Or when
No use resisting
Abandon thought and let
The dream decend
A raging blast of blood on the soul
What raging siren locks it's door
What sweet seduction lies before us
We've past the point of no
Return