The sun is sinking like a heavy stone, I’m sitting here, I’m all alone, with a pocket full of promises and a broken heart, waiting for the carnival of souls to start. The moon is rising, a silver grin, and the shadows whisper: "Let us in!" Don’t look back at the holy road, just let go of your heavy load. The lights are flashing, the game is on. Whatever was right is already gone! Oh, come to sin! Let the night begin! Where the saints are lost and the losers win, open up your heart, let the trouble in. Oh, baby, baby, come to sin! Yeah, come to sin! There’s a lady in a dress of fire and lace, she’s got no name, she’s got no face. She’s dancing on the edge of a razor blade. Welcome to the mess that we have made. The devil is a drummer in a velvet suit and the tree of life is bearing forbidden fruit! It’s not about the wrong, it’s not about the right. It’s only about the heat of the night! One step left, one step right, kiss the darkness, lose your sight! Oh, come to sin! Let the night begin! Where the saints are lost and the losers win, open up your heart, let the trouble in. Oh, baby, baby, come to sin! Yeah, come to sin! Just a little bit. Just a little bit of sin.
