Venomoth: Waltz of the Poison Moth

[Verse 1] Midnight silk stretched wing to wing, purple dusk with death to bring. Three spiked crowns, eyes wide and black — shadow dancer on a chemical track. [Pre-Chorus] Drawn to streetlights, halo-bright, feasting where the beetles fly. Silent drift through urban night — no sound before you die. [Verse 2] *Poison Powder* starts to fall, dark dust clinging, burning slow. Skin betrays, nerves ignite — you breathe it in… and lose the fight. [Chorus] Venomoth! Wings unfold — *Silver Wind* cuts through the cold. Scale-dust gleams, sharp and fast, strength surges as the storm blasts past. [Bridge] Then — stillness. Light dust blooms in air, *Stun Spore* drifting, weightless, fair. One touch… and muscles freeze. You drop. You plead. You cannot flee. [Verse 3] No beast, no brute — just elegance spun, a fatal ballet, second to none. Beauty lethal, grace complete — kiss the night with numb defeat. [Final Chorus] Venomoth! Wings unfold — *Silver Wind* cuts through the cold. Scale-dust gleams, sharp and fast, strength surges as the storm blasts past. [Fade: delicate harp glissando dissolves into crumbling static. A single wingbeat echoes… then silence.]