Don't lose your soul To the syrup king Who sends you flowers Dark as the raven's wing Don't lose your way In the midnight snow Its kiss is colder and longer Than you know I can't wash my hands of you I'm stained right through Love is a fire that burns But never betrays you Fathoms below in A twilight world Like fairground horses We go where the wheels insist Blind from the lights And the anisette Distorting mirrors Deep and as hard as jet I can't wash my hands of you I'm stained right through Love is a fire that burns But never betrays you I can't wash my hands of you I'm stained right through Love is a fire that burns But never betrays you All that he has Is a power that persuades Run to the light that flickers But never fades