************************* Out of respect for the original creator, the remix option is disabled on my version. If you wish to remix it, please obtain permission via the original artist’s page, or kindly clarify your intent in the comments before posting. On SUNO, remixing is generally permitted when the option is turned on, but I ask that you proceed with care to avoid misunderstandings and to show proper respect. ************************* [Intro] Caught in this snare of twisted art, (Snare of twisted art!) A prison gleams, it grips my heart. [Verse 1] Through velvet shadows, I’m led astray, Sweet words that pull me night by day. A mask aglow, a dazzling gleam, “Ultimate freedom,” a whispered dream. [Pre-Chorus] I stretch my hand, the air turns cold, Their ember eyes in darkness bold. A spark of truth cuts through the lie, This gift’s a chain, a soul to tie. [Chorus] Caught in this snare of twisted art, (Snare of twisted art!) A prison gleams, it grips my heart. (It grips my heart!) Their voices hum, a wicked cheer, (Snare of twisted art!) I’ll break this hold, I’ll persevere. (It grips my heart!) [Verse 2] The mask now pulses, a living snare, Its curse unfolds in thickened air. My mind races, my will ignites, I claw through shadows, claim my rights. [Bridge] This masquerade, a hall of schemes, Tests every thread of waking dreams. The walls draw near, the stakes ascend, I’ll find my way before the end. [Pre-Chorus] Their gaze now burns, a cruel delight, “You chose this fate, embrace the night.” But I defy, I’ll not be theirs, A spark within outshines their stares. [Chorus] Caught in this snare of twisted art, (Snare of twisted art!) A prison gleams, it grips my heart. (It grips my heart!) Their voices hum, a wicked cheer, (Snare of twisted art!) I’ll break this hold, I’ll persevere. (It grips my heart!) [Chorus] Caught in this snare of twisted art, (Snare of twisted art!) A prison gleams, it grips my heart. (It grips my heart!) Their voices hum, a wicked cheer, (Snare of twisted art!) I’ll break this hold, I’ll persevere. (It grips my heart!) [Outro] Each breath a fight, each step a dare, (Snare of twisted art!) The curse still lingers in the air. (It grips my heart!)
