Riven Cross

City smoke curling in, whispers in the haze. Patronas shine sharp, a neon blade. Footsteps echo, shadows twist and creep. Dreams sold for a ring, yet promises cheap. Dark streets, deep beats, heart skips, No retreat. Bass hits, lungs split, whispers in the mist. Shadowed streets, can't resist. Every step, every twist. Hunger in the air, smells of spice and sin. Roadie flips greasy hands, let the night begin. Gold teeth flash under broken streetlights. Deals go down in the velvet of the night. Dark streets, deep beats, heart skips, No retreat. Bass hits, lungs split, whispers in the mist. Shadowed streets, can't resist. Every step, every twist. Motorbikes roar, voices lost in the blur. City's alive but it feels like a slur. Clang flows heavy, secrets in the tide. The city's a beast and we're trapped inside. Dark streets, deep beats, heart skips, No retreat. Bass hits, lungs split, whispers in the mist. Shadowed streets, can't resist. Every step, every twist.