OnOrE — Muerte

La La La Laaaaaa La La La [Verse 1] Fate is near, Laughing softly at the line, A careless girl Dressing up to shine. To seduce the husbands, Make them circle by her side, Like a clever fox, Chasing hares through woods of lies. Barefoot in the wind, Feeling pleasure in her skin, Her laughter tastes like poison, Her dance invites the sin. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] She’s not for life — she’s for the moment, Not for love — but for the game, Her kiss is just a method, Her stare ignites the flame. ⸻ [Chorus] We don’t need much — Just a mind that lifts the veil. Death is a game, At the core of all tales. No tears, no truth, Just a choice without a role. Death is a game, At the core of it all. ⸻ [Verse 2] She wears mourning like fashion, Night is her favorite shade, Where she steps — temptation grows, Where she smiles — debts are paid. She’s no demon, no angel, She’s between the start and end, Chance sleeps inside her pockets, Lead rests on her tongue again. ⸻ [Bridge] (quiet, almost whispered) Muerte smiles a crooked smile, She doesn’t rush — she waits. Those who lived like time was endless Reach her gates first… always late. ⸻ [Outro / Final Chorus] We don’t need much — No heaven, no fire below, Just a mind that tore the curtain And learned the hidden code. Death is not an ending, Not a verdict, not a scar. Death is a game, At the core of who we are.