Kiss of the whip [f]

[Verse 1] The kiss of the whip, the touch of the hand They curl over your flesh, leaving marks in the sand A spark in the quiet, a crack in the dark Tracing the edges, leaving a mark [Pre-Chorus] Pulse quickens, breath catches, the tension takes hold A story written in heat and cold The shadows recede, the silence gives way To something too heavy for words to say [Chorus] Making it scream—I am alive! Out of the ashes, the fire burns bright Making it scream—I am alive! Ripping through the shadows of the night Feel the pressure, feel the heat Every heartbeat, raw and complete [Verse 2] Electric currents racing under the skin Where the pain leaves off, the freedom begins No hesitation, no running away Standing in the embers of yesterday [Pre-Chorus] Pulse quickens, breath catches, the tension takes hold A story written in heat and cold The shadows recede, the silence gives way To something too heavy for words to say [Chorus] Making it scream—I am alive! Out of the ashes, the fire burns bright Making it scream—I am alive! Ripping through the shadows of the night Feel the pressure, feel the heat Every heartbeat, raw and complete [Guitar Solo / Bridge] (Heavy, chugging Drop-D riffing building into an explosive, screeching guitar solo) Cut through the quiet! Break through the stone! Flesh and bone, flesh and bone! [Chorus] Making it scream—I am alive! Out of the ashes, the fire burns bright Making it scream—I am alive! Ripping through the shadows of the night [Outro] The kiss of the whip... The touch of the hand... The fire burns. I am alive. (Fades out with heavy rhythm guitar and pulsing synth)