Scratch the scandals in the twilight
Trying to shock but instead
Idle hands all orient to her

Pass a magic pillow under head
It's so much more attractive inside the moral kiosk
Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight

Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight

They scratch the scandals in the twilight

She was laughing like a Horae
Put that knee in dour landslide
Take this step to dash a roving eye

It's so much more attractive inside the moral kiosk
Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight
Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight


[repeat first verse]