Ω9 BODY SHOT

Beat hits the skin — fast, raw, insane,
Body to body — straight to the vein.
Bite the rhythm, grind the floor,
I want more, harder, more.

Heat on my neck, pulse in my spine,
Your breath on me — perfectly aligned.
No slow moves, only the slam,
Schranz desire — bam, bam, bam.

Hands on hips, sweat on lips,
Lose control in violent trips.
Deep in the core where the fire lives,
Ω9 shock — the body gives.