Mari Blen - Into the Fire

Ooh, ooh, ride the energy,
Like an undersea— Let the moment pull us through,
Where the night becomes brand new.
Crimson halos paint the air, every heartbeat takes a stare.
Stars are bending out of sight,
Fading softly into light; gravity begins to fade,
Nothing left to be afraid.
Every breath becomes a spark, painting constellations dark.
Hands collide like shooting stars,