Kamasutra

[Intro: Deep, drawling bass, mysterious ethnic percussion, slowly rising, almost indistinguishable synthesizer pad. A sense of anticipation and hidden power. A distant, barely perceptible erotic moan is heard, turning into a slight hissing, like a snake's skin.] [Verse 1] Silence thickens, the room is in dark, Only a candle's glow on your tender hands marks. Time stands still, breath awaits its turn, Your gaze promises an enigmatic ice burn. Skin to skin, drawn like magnets we meet, Forgetting all rules that reason will cheat. An ancient secret awakens within my soul, When I dissolve in your fiery control. [Pre-Chorus: The music continues to pick up pace, but retains depth. The bass becomes more "pulsating", quiet, pulsating arpeggios are added, creating a sense of hidden excitement. Erotic moans are heard more often.] [Chorus] Kamasutra - the call of bodies and souls, Weaving a web from our finest emotions' rolls. Deeper and deeper, rhythm intensifies, In every pose - new heights arise. This dance of passion, conquering the globe, Hearts beat as one, solid like a rock. We're drifting through waves of desire and gloom, Where echoes resound: "I am you." [Verse 2] Shadows flicker, curves glide with grace, Streams of energy swirl in a wild embrace. Breaking free from familiar chains' hold, Positions change like masquerade dreams unfold. You caress with your tongue, gentle yet bold, Each touch whispers temptation untold. Your lips draw patterns across my skin, Awakening unknown harmonies within. [Pre-Chorus: The percussion becomes more pronounced, imitating the tempo of the frictions, but still remains hypnotic. Synthesizers become brighter, but retain a "gloomy" texture. Short, "snake-like" melodic phrases appear, emphasizing the mystical and sexual aspect.] [Chorus: The rhythm becomes more playful, with slight syncopations. Synthesizers add "sparkle" and "shimmer". The vocals become more intimate and passionate. There are subtle sounds like heartbeats.] Kamasutra - the call of bodies and souls, Weaving a web from our finest emotions' rolls. Deeper and deeper, rhythm intensifies, In every pose - new heights arise. This dance of passion, conquering the globe, Hearts beat as one, solid like a rock. We're drifting through waves of desire and gloom, Where echoes resound: "I am you." [Bridge: The music becomes more intense, but retains a mystical mood. Deep, "whispering" vocal samples and synthesized voices appear, adding to the feeling of hypnotic trance. The rhythm becomes more broken, but danceable. Oriental flutes and bells in the distance.] The mystery of night where mind lies still, Only ancient instinct speaks its will. Eyes closed to feel it all so deep, Every touch, each soft pressure to keep. A chasm opens wide, we're flying high, Where unity merges into depths beyond the sky. No more 'I', no more 'you' exists here, Just one dream's fusion crystal clear. [Verse 3] Games of feelings woven with delicate lace, Tenderness flows like a spring stream's grace. Hands embrace us with open warmth true, Filling hearts with serene moments few. Through love’s moment we dance together bound, Inspiring each other with living breath profound. World fades softly beneath magic carpet grand, Two become one forever hand-in-hand. [Final Chorus: The apogee of sexual ecstasy! The rhythm is gaining momentum again, but now it feels not only passion, but also tenderness and deep satisfaction. The synthesizer parts become more airy, adding a sense of weightlessness.] Kamasutra - the call of bodies and souls, Weaving a web from our finest emotions' rolls. Deeper and deeper, rhythm intensifies, In every pose - new heights arise. This dance of passion, conquering the globe, Hearts beat as one, solid like a rock. We're drifting through waves of desire and gloom, Where echoes resound: "I am you." Oh, Kamasutra - the call of bodies and souls, Weaving a web from our finest emotions' rolls. Deeper and deeper, rhythm intensifies, In every pose - new heights arise. This dance of passion, conquering the globe, Hearts beat as one, solid like a rock. We're drifting through waves of desire and gloom, Where echoes resound: "I am you..." [Outro: The rhythm gradually slows down, dissolving into stringy basslines and slowly fading synth pads. There remains a feeling of aftertaste, slight melancholy and deep satisfaction. One last, barely audible sigh or whisper.]