MUSIC FOR SALE

Verse 1
I saw it waiting in the corner light
Polished surface catching every eye
Spoke in tones that sounded kind
Promised weight without the bind

Verse 2
Hands reach out, then hesitate
Every step redraws the gate
What looks calm begins to press
Soft invitation dressed in gloss

Chorus
The obsidian throne — don’t lean too close
The obsidian throne — it takes its toll
The obsidian throne — shaped to attract
But it answers every touch with a cut in the pact

Instrumental Break

Verse 3
It doesn’t shout, it doesn’t chase
Just holds the room, controls the pace
Every promise softly framed
Til wanting more becomes the aim

Chorus
The obsidian throne — don’t lean too close
The obsidian throne — it takes its toll
The obsidian throne — shaped to attract
But it answers every touch with a cut in the pact

Bridge
Power never asks permission
Just invites you to believe
What appears like pure decision
Leaves a mark you didn’t see

Instrumental Break

Final Chorus
The obsidian throne — steady and slow
The obsidian throne — pulls you in close
The obsidian throne — calm and exact
Every step toward the seat takes something back

Outro
It waits… unmoved…
And watches you choose…