P.Righini, 2025
Now the quiet fills the space,
darkness takes the light away.
With a gentle, fading trace,
shadows lead the night to stay.
In that silence suddenly,
an image burns inside of me.
Restless eyes and skin so pale,
burning lips that never fail.
I’m still craving your feline bite,
and your embrace with no master tonight.
With your cloak of darkest night,
you enchant me with your voice.
Every moment, every time,
echoes leave me with no choice.
Songs that scratch into my soul,
take my heart and make it whole.
Restless eyes and skin so pale,
burning lips that never fail.
I’m still craving your feline bite,
and your embrace with no master tonight.
No master…
No master…
Your embrace, your embrace…
No master.