Daddy's little soldier boy. Mama's little pride and joy. Both hands on her apron strings. "Don't you touch that dirty thing". A warning signal from above. Inspection with a clean white glove. They say that opposites attract like right and wrong. Black on black. Like pleasure and a little pain. The sacred and profane. Ice and fire counteract like black on black. The oldest story known to man. The willing sacrificial lamb. Behind the light a shadow falls. The code of silence shakes the walls. A whisper to a silent scream. The power is so frightening. They say that opposites attract like right and wrong. Black on black. Like pleasure and a little pain. The sacred and profane. Ice and fire counteract just like black on black. A warning signal from above. Inspection with a clean white glove. They say that opposites attract like right and wrong. Black on black. Some things seem so sacred. Like a loaded question the power of suggestion. Like the face of danger the kindness of a stranger. Like a Judas Kiss like pleasure and a little pain. Immaculate seduction absolute corruption. Ice and fire counteract no turning back like black on black. Black on black.. Black on black. Like pleasure and a little pain. The sacred and profane. Ice and fire counteract like black on black. Like pleasure and a little pain. The sacred and profane. Ice and fire counteract just like black on black. Black. A little pain. Just like black on black. Black. Black on black. Black on black. Black on black.