[Intro] (glitch + ceramic chime) Bonsoir… Don’t blink. [Verse 1] I grew up with a glow behind my eyes, Midnight screens and quiet goodbyes. They told me myths are dead, c’est fini, But the old sea still breathes in me. Serpentine dreams in a ceramic skin, A modern girl with an ancient sin. [Pre-Chorus] (tight beat enters) Keep your distance, keep your tone— I turn soft words into stone. I don’t mean to, I don’t pretend… It’s just how my stories end. [Chorus] I’m a serpent in silicon, running through the wire, Turning fear to porcelain, colder than fire. If the Storm steals time and the clocks unwind, I’ll freeze the moment—make it mine. Laplace calls my name in a silver hum, And I answer like a warning: je ne suis pas une. Serpent in silicon—hear the hiss, hear the hymn, One look… and the world goes still again. [Verse 2] They said, “Progress is the only prayer,” So I learned the language of fluorescent air. Old Melusine lullabies drowned in concrete, But my pulse keeps rhythm with the sea’s heartbeat. I can feel the pressure under every polite smile— Survival’s been chasing me all the while. [Pre-Chorus 2] I don’t chase legends, I chase the line— Between what’s human and what’s divine. Don’t call me monster, don’t call me saint… I’m just the consequence you can’t repaint. [Chorus] I’m a serpent in silicon, running through the wire, Turning fear to porcelain, colder than fire. If the Storm steals time and the clocks unwind, I’ll freeze the moment—make it mine. Laplace calls my name in a silver hum, And I answer like a warning: je ne suis pas une. Serpent in silicon—hear the hiss, hear the hymn, One look… and the world goes still again. [Bridge] (drops to hush; glass/ceramic taps + whispers) Sometimes I miss the ocean I never knew, A mythic home in a modern view. But I can’t go back—there’s nothing to return, Only roads to map and lessons to learn. So I hold my curse like a scalpel clean— Precise, controlled, unseen. Regarde pas… (…Don’t look.) [Final Chorus] (bigger, shimmering synths) I’m a serpent in silicon, I won’t apologize, For the ancient tide behind my civilized eyes. If the Storm steals time and the clocks unwind, I’ll freeze the moment—make it mine. Laplace, take my hands—watch the future run, But remember this softly: tout a un prix, mon amour. Serpent in silicon—hear the hiss, hear the hymn, One look… and the world goes still… again. [Outro] (glitch fades into distant stars) Bonsoir. …Now, breathe.
