Текст песни
[Intro Instrumental: Deep, resonating bass, atmospheric synthesizers, gloomy arpeggios]
[Verse 1]
The asphalt shimmers, black as silk,
The beastly car is full of ilk.
With you inside, I play my part,
You're my own devil, you're my heart.
The surge, a shiver down my spine,
You hold me close, your hands are mine.
The tires screech, a joyful sound,
While all the world spins mad around.
[Pre-Chorus]
On the edge, where screams are born,
We are a mirage, wild and torn.
[Chorus]
Drift of love, a fever's art,
A gentle gift that beats in heart.
All fears are gone, the edges blur,
Just you and me, a dreaming stir!
[Verse 2]
In your gaze, the dawn and night collide,
In every move, a force of evil hides.
You're my mirage, my ancient, primal call,
A single word amid a hundred sparks that fall.
Our hands entwine as if in ritual art,
Our hearts are one, a daring, avant-garde start.
The adrenaline is holy, sacred smoke,
I'm your slave, your captive — and your love's devoted spoke.
[Pre-Chorus]
On the edge, where screams are born,
We are a mirage, wild and torn.
[Chorus]
Drift of love, a fever's art,
A gentle gift that beats in heart.
All fears are gone, the edges blur,
Just you and me, a dreaming stir!
[Verse 3]
And here we are, the car is shaking.,
And in every breath – you, alone.
You are my sacrifice, I am your priest,
And this night is a beautiful crown.
I gently glide over smooth skin,
Dissolving into you, more, more...
The sound is quiet, like a moan, like an ancient call!
[Bridge: ad-libs.]
You are my temple, you are my kiss,
Where tenderness is a gentle bliss.
The pulse is calling, an endless drive,
Between us — heaven, where words can't survive...
[Deep Dark Progressive/Phonk Break]
[Final Chorus: ad-libs.]
Drift of love, a fever's art,
A gentle gift that beats in heart.
All fears are gone, the edges blur,
Just you and me, a dreaming stir!
Drift of love, a fever's art,
A gentle gift that beats in heart.
All fears are gone, the edges blur,
Just you and me, a dreaming stir!..
[Outro Instrumental: The sounds gradually fade away, returning to gloomy arpeggios and throbbing bass. A soft, elongated erotic sigh is heard, turning into the distant sound of an engine, which slowly disappears.]
