Low lines, sidechain the night,
Wax warm, fingertips bright.
Cedar breath, citrus bite,
Close to the mic — I don’t need light.
Count me in — two, three, four,
Bassline opens up a door.
Pull me closer, say my name,
Scents are drawing lines of flame.
Light me, Candlemaster,
Candles, wax, and flame.
Turn the bass up faster —
I’ll move when you say my name.
Scents in the air, we’re in,
Pull me deeper in.
Light me, Candlemaster —
We burn, we win.
Glass set, center the wick,
Heartbeat locked to the kick.
Vanilla skin, amber kiss,
Give me the groove I miss.
Count me in — two, three, four,
Bassline opens up a door.
Pull me closer, say my name,
Scents are drawing lines of flame.
Light me, Candlemaster,
Candles, wax, and flame.
Turn the bass up faster —
I’ll move when you say my name.
Scents in the air, we’re in,
Pull me deeper in.
Light me, Candlemaster —
We burn, we win.
candles… wax… scents… flame…
don’t stop… say my name…
Light me, Candlemaster,
Candles, wax, and flame…
Turn the bass up faster —
I’ll move when you say my name.
