The bow moves slowly across my chest
A rhythmic pain that doesn't cease
I am the string, and you are the wood
Playing the roles you should never
Low and deep, the vibration grows
Where the shadow ends nobody knows
It's the song of the shadow, the cry of a cello
A magnetic attraction under the gaze
Dark as ink, rich as wine
In this vibration our souls intertwine
Without need of words, the cello speaks
Of long nights and the power it seeks
I watch you tremble, I watch you remain
Lost in the notes from my elegant performance
It's the song of the shadow, the cry of a cello
A magnetic attraction under the gaze
Dark as ink, rich as wine
In this vibration our souls intertwine
Resonance
Deep