[Verse 1 — Tension] Low lights… A pulse hiding in the dark. Your shadow cuts the room like a secret you’re not ready to confess. Cold breath— it slides along my neck, a whisper shaped like danger. A slow step… the floor trembles under your intention. You smile— sharp, deliberate, a promise wrapped in velvet and poison. You pull me in, closer than thought, closer than fear, like a blade dressed in velvet. [Pre‑Chorus] Heartbeat— off‑rhythm, caught between desire and warning. Your touch— electric, a spark that burns too softly to resist. I know the danger, I feel the fall, but I move closer, as if gravity belongs to you. [Chorus — Dark Disco Explosion] In your velvet trap, I fall again, dark disco fire under my veins. Your kiss is a threat I can’t escape, pulling me deeper, deeper— into the night you shape. Falsetto echoes rising like a flame, dangerous love, and I whisper your name. You twist the dark like a ritual game, and I surrender to the heat of your frame. [Verse 2 — Rising Tension] Black pulse… the bass beneath my ribs answers the rhythm of your steps. Your hands— a promise and a curse, drawing constellations on my skin that only exist in the dark. One breath— and gravity breaks loose, the room bends, the air thickens, your presence becomes a storm. You twist the dark, shape it around me, and I follow without fear, without reason, without escape. [Pre‑Chorus] Heartbeat— unsteady, caught in your orbit. Your voice— magnetic, a low frequency I can’t ignore. I taste the danger, I taste the night, and I want more. [Chorus — Dark Disco Explosion] In your velvet trap, I fall again, dark disco fire under my veins. Your kiss is a threat I can’t escape, pulling me deeper, deeper— into the night you shape. Falsetto echoes rising like a flame, dangerous love, and I whisper your name. You twist the dark like a ritual game, and I surrender to the heat of your frame. [Bridge — Cinematic Tension] Metallic echoes… a drone beneath desire, circling like a predator in slow motion. Reverse bass— pulling me backward in time, into memories I never lived but somehow crave. Your silhouette— a ritual in motion, a spell cast in slow, deliberate lines. I’m lost. I’m chosen. I’m burning for the fall. And you know it. [Breakdown — Whispered Seduction] Soft breath— your lips near mine. A warning. A promise. A sin waiting to happen. You say nothing, but the silence screams everything I’m afraid to want. [Final Chorus — Darker, Higher] In your velvet trap, I fall again, no turning back, no saving grace. Your kiss is a threat I can’t escape, pulling me deeper, deeper— into the night you shape. Falsetto rising, breaking through the haze, dangerous love… and I whisper your name. You twist the dark, and I obey, lost in the fire of your wicked sway. [Outro — Slow Fade] Low lights… your shadow fades, but the danger stays. I breathe you in— and the night begins again.
