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- cifra   
 
   Beautiful yet dangerous 
 Thermogenic, luminous 
 Like a moth drawn to a flame 
 I'm the same 
 All cremated equally 
    As a spark still I knew 
 I'll be lured, be consumed 
 She a pyre incarnate, incinerate 
 An inferno turned to flesh   
 You are the first 
 Will be my last 
 Will be my final words 
 (Said she) 
 Ah, Pyretta Blaze   
 You are the first 
 Will be my last 
 Will be my final words 
 (Said she) 
 Ah, Pyretta Blaze   
 Say the words 
 I long to hear 
 Pinch, bite, kiss, suck, lick and sear 
 In a pyromantic way 
 I'm her slave 
 Living for her to ignite   
 You are the first 
 Will be my last 
 Will be my final words 
 (Said she) 
 Ah, Pyretta Blaze   
 You are the first 
 Will be my last 
 Will be my final words 
 (Said she) 
 Ah, Pyretta Blaze   
 You are the first 
 Will be my last 
 Will be my final words 
 (Said she) 
 Ah, Pyretta Blaze   
 You are the first 
 Will be my last 
 Will be my final words 
 (Said she) 
 Ah, Pyretta Blaze   
 (Said she) 
 Ah, Pyretta Blaze 
 (Said she) 
 Ah, Pyretta Blaze 
 (Said she) 
 Ah, Pyretta Blaze