Intro [Eerie pads, wind ambience] She walks like memory through the room… Perfume of roses… laced with doom… Verse 1 [dramatic keyboard, Breathy Vocals] She moves through crowds like she still belongs, Silk and shadows, where she walks feels wrong. A painted smile on a hollow frame, Every eye drawn, but none can name. Her dress still flows like a royal lie, But time has stripped what lives inside. Petals fall where her footsteps fade, A ghost of beauty the dark remade. Pre-Chorus –[Rising orchestral Strings, picked guitar] They laugh, they stare, they turn away… But I see truth beneath decay… Chorus [Full Instrumentation, Emotional Lift] Dance with me in the pale moonlight, Where beauty bleeds into the night. Underneath the skin you wear We’re all just bones dressed up in prayer. You call it life, I call it death, A masquerade of borrowed breath… When the music stops, you’ll see the truth She’s just the mirror staring back at you. Verse 2 [Atmospheric, Darker Tone] Candles flicker, violins cry, Sin drips slow as the hours die. She glides between the lust and fear, A silent scream no one can hear. [ethereal haunting whisper] Is she here to haunt or to belong? To mock the weak, to test the strong? Pre-Chorus [Building Tension] Adding up the costs Of a heartbeat…. Lost Chorus [Bigger, More Intense] Dance with me in the pale moonlight, Where beauty bleeds into the night. Underneath the skin you wear We’re all just bones dressed up in prayer. You call it life, I call it death, A masquerade of borrowed breath… When the music stops, you’ll see the truth She’s just the mirror staring back at you. Bridge [Stripped Down, Haunting] I see your eyes… a hollow sea… A thousand graves staring at me… No flesh, no lies… no mask, no throne… Just truth beneath… the brittle bone… [whisper] You were never alive… just less dead than the rest… [Ghostly synths, heartbeat kick, rising tension] [Final Chorus – Explosive, Emotional Peak] Dance with me! don’t turn away! You’ve worn this mask your whole life’s play. Every breath is borrowed time, Every heartbeat… a silent crime. She’s just the mirror staring back at you. Outro [Soft, ethereal Fading] Perfume fades… the roses rot… You were everything… and you were not…
