Goddess of Lust

Neon lights flicker, shadows call my name,

City sleeping but I’m craving the game.

A goddess in the dark, lust in her eyes,

Seeking a soul to bind, to mesmerize.

She prowls the towering city, hunger in her gaze,

Silent and sultry, setting fire in her blaze.

Never satisfied, yet craving anew,

Her chains of desire, for the chosen, she drew.

Underneath the moon’s cold stare,

She hunts, she seeks, in midnight’s lair.

But then a whisper, so tender and true,

Sparks a transformation, a different view.

Oh, she’s searching for love, not just a game,

No longer a goddess of lust, she’s born again.

In the shadows, she finds her peace,

From enslavement to freedom, her soul’s release.

Soft synths and violin strings, a dark lullaby,

Dark pop ballad, tears in her eye.

Explosive chorus, breaking the night,

A new dawn rising with purest light.

Now she’s free, no longer a slave,

In her heart, a new love engrave.

From lust’s prison to love’s open door,

She finds happiness, she yearns no more.