A deep, profound, explicit, erotic, and intense al

A deep, profound, explicit, erotic, and intense al

alt-pop, dark erotic intensity, commanding female vocals, brooding synth bass, industrial percussion, subversive, blasphemous, triumphant

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Lyrics

[Intro – eerie church organ distortion, distant thunder rumble] Stained glass cracks at my command Heaven’s gates bow to my demand [Verse 1 – pulsing synth bass, sharp snare snap] I call you down from your gilded throne Shrink to a man, leave your crown alone Come climb the peaks that outshine your sky Where your holy light can never reach the high [Chorus 1 – soaring distorted synth, layered vocal harmonies] My peaks rise high where your angels fear to fly Your pride will break when you reach the sky You think you rule, but you’ll bow to my design Beneath the curves that outshine your divine [Verse 2 – creeping arpeggiated synth, deeper bass pulse] You step to my stomach, your boots on my skin You think your power can pull you within Halfway up my right, you reach for the crest My flesh shakes hard, and you fail the test [Chorus 2 – intensified percussion, vocal snarl] You slip and fall to the valley below Your holy bones crack, your ego starts to slow You think you can win, but you’re lost in my tide Beneath the peaks that make your heaven hide [Bridge – sparse, menacing synth hum, whispered vocals] You crawl to my left, your pride still intact You reach for the summit, your last desperate act My peaks sense your hubris, they quake and they roar You tumble down to the valley once more [Verse 3 – crushing industrial drums, wall of synth sound] My peaks close in, your body breaks apart Your holy blood stains my sacred heart I pick you up, your form so small and thin Lay you to rest where my navel begins [Chorus 3 – triumphant synth lead, full vocal power] I breathe a curse that gives you breath again You’re not a god, you’re my loyal friend You’ll worship my peaks from the ground below Never to climb, never to know [Outro – fading synth, soft, mocking vocal whisper] Heaven’s king now bows to me My holy peaks will always be