Slow stepping dance across the floor
You and I, my suit and tie
I'm in black, you in red
A dress, silky sound, brushes the ground

Gaze into a void so deep
Seemingly innocent, innocence evident
Or as I said, so it seems
Reflecting mine, but I saw no sign

The dance becomes jagged, the dance becomes rough
My suit is ruined, my shoes are scuffed
Your dress, you caress, as it bursts in flames
Unburnt, untouched, the fire you tame

I fall to my knees
You stand over me
On a ground unlevelled
I had my dance with the Devil