Beneath the night sky, the midnight mistress moves quietly, hidden between neon and shadow.  
Her steps are light, her heartbeat drifts with the wind, impossible to grasp.  
Under the moonlight, she unveils part of the mystery, only to swiftly vanish again.  
She is the rhythm of the night, her mystery everywhere.

Beneath the night sky, the midnight mistress moves quietly, hidden between neon and shadow.  
Her steps are light, her heartbeat drifts with the wind, impossible to grasp.  
Under the moonlight, she unveils part of the mystery, only to swiftly vanish again.  
She is the rhythm of the night, her mystery everywhere.

Beneath the night sky, the midnight mistress moves quietly, hidden between neon and shadow.  
Her steps are light, her heartbeat drifts with the wind, impossible to grasp.  
Under the moonlight, she unveils part of the mystery, only to swiftly vanish again.  
She is the rhythm of the night, her mystery everywhere.

Beneath the night sky, the midnight mistress moves quietly, hidden between neon and shadow.  
Her steps are light, her heartbeat drifts with the wind, impossible to grasp.  
Under the moonlight, she unveils part of the mystery, only to swiftly vanish again.  
She is the rhythm of the night, her mystery everywhere.

Beneath the night sky, the midnight mistress moves quietly, hidden between neon and shadow.  
Her steps are light, her heartbeat drifts with the wind, impossible to grasp.  
Under the moonlight, she unveils part of the mystery, only to swiftly vanish again.  
She is the rhythm of the night, her mystery everywhere.

Beneath the night sky, the midnight mistress moves quietly, hidden between neon and shadow.  
Her steps are light, her heartbeat drifts with the wind, impossible to grasp.  
Under the moonlight, she unveils part of the mystery, only to swiftly vanish again.  
She is the rhythm of the night, her mystery everywhere.

Beneath the night sky, the midnight mistress moves quietly, hidden between neon and shadow.  
Her steps are light, her heartbeat drifts with the wind, impossible to grasp.  
Under the moonlight, she unveils part of the mystery, only to swiftly vanish again.  
She is the rhythm of the night, her mystery everywhere.

Beneath the night sky, the midnight mistress moves quietly, hidden between neon and shadow.  
Her steps are light, her heartbeat drifts with the wind, impossible to grasp.  
Under the moonlight, she unveils part of the mystery, only to swiftly vanish again.  
She is the rhythm of the night, her mystery everywhere.

Beneath the night sky, the midnight mistress moves quietly, hidden between neon and shadow.  
Her steps are light, her heartbeat drifts with the wind, impossible to grasp.  
Under the moonlight, she unveils part of the mystery, only to swiftly vanish again.  
She is the rhythm of the night, her mystery everywhere.