Taken from the album Black Box Here After
They see you winding through the neon haze,
The glow of your flesh, it steals their gaze,
The rhythm of your pulse plays through their souls,
Every move you make takes a hold.
Spores of lust exude from her as they all try to pursue,
With erotic thoughts and seedy flaunts, lecherous taunting,
Subordination, domination, they bow down to this temptress,
They surrender to her gender, that’s stunningly infectious.
You are the temptress of the night,
She lures them in, she makes them give in,
You are the kiss that yearns inside,
She dominates, subordinates,
You are the player of the night,
She is a sin, she makes them give in,
You are the lust that burns inside,
She dominates, subordinates,
You are the temptress of the night,
She lures them in, she makes them give in,
You are the touch that yearns inside,
She makes them want, she makes them.
Procrastinating, waiting, you’re just sitting there debating,
Should you get involved in these games that she’s playing,
She’s making you want, she’s making you need,
She’s trying to make you concede,
To the force of her body, that beckons your seed.
She stands imperious as they beg at her feet,
Trying to get a taste, a lick of her flesh,
She’s the fiend of love, the whore of lust,
She lures them in as they ache to touch.
One by one you’re turned to stone, Medusa’s got you owned,
You’re the prisoners of the night and you’re bound to her throne,
You can’t get away from the want, you’re frozen in her glare,
She’s got you where she wants you, in her kingdom of desire.
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