Uploaded March 2009 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago

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From the 1988 album "Powertrip"

Out on the streets, springs wound tight
Seeking release on a late dark night
Determined feet beat the cement
Roving eyes pick up the scent

A crowded club, deserted street
Sweating palms, feel the heat
In plain sight, shuffle and deal
Light the fuse and spin the wheel

The flames, an aphrodisiac
To the hungry pyomaniac
It's like sex vicariously
As the bodies burn towards the ecstasy

Sirens pierce the night, the flames light the sky
Screams smother sirens, hear everybody die
No way out, the exits blocked by panicked bodies at the door
The flames and flesh, they unify, senses rejoice, and then that smell...
As everybody dies

The flames, an aphrodisiac
To the hungry pyomaniac
Sense the fear, those people dying
See the flames, it's time
For everybody, everyone
Now the fun's begun

Orgasm builds and multiplies
Satisfied, feel everybody die
Hear 'em die, smell 'em die
Senses cry, feel everybody die

The flames, an aphrodisiac
To the hungry pyomaniac
It's like sex vicariously
As the bodies burn towards the ecstasy

The flames, like sex

The flames....