Venus - Laura Mvula, Becca Stevens

Ariadne’s after me

Hungry for my harmony

Lost and bound in agony

Devouring dreams to feed her need

She weaves a web of trickery

To feast upon my sanity

But cowers at the sight of love

So rise above…

Like venus rose from water, from water

She roses from water, from water

Ariadne’s lost her way

In the maze she made to toy with me

Where she’s still toiling after me

But the beasr can’t have what she can’t reach

Venus rose from water, from water

She roses from watern from water

She’s a fugitive

With a plot to steal the feeling out of everything

She can smell you weakness

If you fall then she will feast like a

Black hole in a labyrinth

With nothing but time to find the negative in everything

If she pulls you in

Rise above

Venus rose from water, from water

She roses from water from water

She roses from water from water

She roses from water from water

She roses, she roses, roses, roses, she roses

From water, from water

Like venus, she roses (from water)

Like venus, she roses (from water)