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Possessed by the Pulse 2 by Henry

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Possessed by the Pulse 2

Electronic,Female vocals

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Lyrics
Description
(Verse 1)
Under velvet shadows, the city exhales,
Neon rivers flow, weaving electric tales.
Her silhouette flickers like a flame in the dark,
Heartbeat syncs with bass, igniting the spark.
(Pre-Chorus)
Volume climbs like thunder breaking the sky,
A molten current pulls me, I can’t deny.
Not just a rhythm, but a living fire,
Her beat’s a wave, lifting me higher.
(Chorus)
I'm possessed by the pulse, a wild symphony,
A dance of shadows where she frees me.
Every throb a story, every step a sigh,
Lost in the blaze of her midnight sky.
Possessed by the pulse, surrender the fight,
In her waves, I vanish into light.
(Verse 2)
The floor is a canvas, painted in sound,
Her movements ripple, a spell unbound.
Electric veins course through the crowd’s embrace,
I’m caught in the tide of her luminous grace.
(Pre-Chorus)
Volume climbs like thunder breaking the sky,
A molten current pulls me, I can’t deny.
Not just a rhythm, but a living fire,
Her beat’s a wave, lifting me higher.
(Chorus)
I'm possessed by the pulse, a wild symphony,
A dance of shadows where she frees me.
Every throb a story, every step a sigh,
Lost in the blaze of her midnight sky.
Possessed by the pulse, surrender the fight,
In her waves, I vanish into light.
(Bridge)
In the garden of stars, where silence once lay,
We carve out our cosmos, where night turns to day.
No witnesses here, just the breath of the sound,
Two souls intertwined, forever unbound.
(Chorus)
I'm possessed by the pulse, a wild symphony,
A dance of shadows where she frees me.
Every throb a story, every step a sigh,
Lost in the blaze of her midnight sky.
Possessed by the pulse, surrender the fight,
In her waves, I vanish into light.
(Outro)
The dawn creeps softly, but the fire remains,
Her beat a tattoo, deep in my veins.
Bound not by chains, but rhythms that weave,
In the silence of morning, still hers to conceive.