[Verse] (Verse 1) Dust motes dance in the Louisiana sun, a legacy stained and spun A house of shadows, whispers of the dead, a name etched in my head Father's ghost in every creaking stair, a stranger's fortune, a chilling prayer She glides through hallways, eyes like midnight blooms, a housekeeper's daughter, chasing off the gloom. Her touch a spark, a dangerous, sweet heat, a melody my lonely heart can beat. [Chorus] Neverworld, where the bayou breathes secrets in the night Neverworld, caught between the darkness and the light His journal whispers, a resurrection's plea, voodoo drums beat wild inside of me. In the moon's cold gleam, where forbidden desires creep Neverworld, promises the soul it cannot keep. [Verse] "Don't cross the river," her voice a velvet plea, "Tonk's Place will swallow you, just like he." But whispers of forbidden fruit, a father's shadowed, twisted root Draw me closer to the murky flow, where fireflies pulse and dark intentions grow. Beyond the mist, a crimson, pulsing gleam, a phantom ship sailing a fever dream. The air is thick with jasmine and despair, a siren's call, a serpent in her hair. [Chorus] Neverworld, where the bayou breathes secrets in the night Neverworld, caught between the darkness and the light His journal whispers, a resurrection's plea, voodoo drums beat wild inside of me. In the moon's cold gleam, where forbidden desires creep Neverworld, promises the soul it cannot keep. [Bridge] Skin on skin, a ritual begun, beneath the spell of a forgotten sun. Exotic rites and shadows deep and long, a father's hunger in a lover's song. Is it her touch or his spirit taking hold? A tale of bodies, bought and darkly sold. Each thrust a promise, each gasp a binding thread, Bringing back the living, or raising up the dead? [Solo] [Guitar solo - Haunting, melodic, then increasingly frenetic and distorted] [Chorus] Neverworld, where the bayou breathes secrets in the night Neverworld, caught between the darkness and the light His journal whispers, a resurrection's plea, voodoo drums beat wild inside of me. In the moon's cold gleam, where forbidden desires creep Neverworld, promises the soul it cannot keep. [Outro] He’s in my blood, her scent on my own breath In Tonk's embrace, defying life and death. The drums still pounding, a whisper from the grave, Neverworld... the soul it couldn't save.more