I leave myself in this crevice I fill tonight
But the teeth of god clamp down hard with each and every bite
Turning my skin black and blue, red with pleasure
Ice forms in the back of my eyes, through my head I feel the fever
Wolfen claws in my shoulders, make me work for the prize
With the sauna between us, brings a fleeting liquid cooled surprise
All while standing on our feet, skin and hair bumping and grinding
Hold me and it's time to go
Hold me and we're off to the show
Hold me now you won't let it go
Hold me now I want 'cha to know