MortMignon - Love in the Bermuda Triangle (Berlin Haus mix)

A powerful Siren uses her charms to lure hapless sailors into her lair. LYRIC My love is like the Bermuda Triangle, A slow descent to choke and strangle. [chorus] Lost in my triangle, tangled and tight, Swallowed whole in the middle of the night. A place Where men surrender, willingly and helpless, Lost in the heat, complete and breathless. She shifts from dark and tempestuous sighs To heavy heat and half-closed eyes. You ride headfirst into the gale, Praying to break, desperate not to fail— [chorus] Lost in my triangle, tangled and tight, Swallowed whole in the middle of the night. A study in wicked, shifting grace: Angelic curves, a ruthless pace, Devilish, hungry, anarchic-born, Both sacred altar, sweat-slick storm. She can be salty, she can be raw, A velvet trap, a wanton whore Serene one moment, wild the next, A shivering, uncensored hex text. Unpredictable, blinding, and bare, Always a mystery lingering there: [chorus] Lost in her triangle, tangled and tight, Swallowed whole in the middle of the night.