Uploaded November 2025 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
Mitchell Frederick - Obsidian Temptation (Original Mix)
www.nocturnalradio.live // mitchellfrederick.com
Touch me where the light don’t go,
Breathe me in, then lose control.
Whispers cut through afterglow,
Your heartbeat syncs - I take your soul.
The rhythm’s cold, the pulse is fire,
Addicted now, your one desire.
Bodies merge in endless wire,
The bass consumes, it climbs you higher.
Velvet skin in flashing red,
Sweat drips slow, the room is fed.
My name escapes your lips instead,
Between the noise, the words unsaid.
You want control, but it’s gone,
You chase the dark, I turn you on.
Each beat a spark before the dawn,
The night is young - the fear is gone.
Fall into the sound, let it take you deep,
This rhythm’s a secret we’ll never keep.
Lost in the groove where shadows creep,
Our sins awake while others sleep.
Every breath, a spell we cast,
Pleasure built to make it last.
The lights collapse, the tempo fast,
The line between now and forever’s past.
Give me your chaos, give me your flame,
Drown in desire, forget your name.
The walls are breathing, we’re both to blame,
In this dark cathedral, nothing’s the same.
Touch me once before you fade,
Under the strobes, the vows we made.
The night devours, no masquerade,
Just sound and flesh — our debt unpaid.
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Mitchell Frederick - Obsidian Temptation (Original Mix)
www.nocturnalradio.live // mitchellfrederick.com
Touch me where the light don’t go,
Breathe me in, then lose control.
Whispers cut through afterglow,
Your heartbeat syncs - I take your soul.
The rhythm’s cold, the pulse is fire,
Addicted now, your one desire.
Bodies merge in endless wire,
The bass consumes, it climbs you higher.
Velvet skin in flashing red,
Sweat drips slow, the room is fed.
My name escapes your lips instead,
Between the noise, the words unsaid.
You want control, but it’s gone,
You chase the dark, I turn you on.
Each beat a spark before the dawn,
The night is young - the fear is gone.
Fall into the sound, let it take you deep,
This rhythm’s a secret we’ll never keep.
Lost in the groove where shadows creep,
Our sins awake while others sleep.
Every breath, a spell we cast,
Pleasure built to make it last.
The lights collapse, the tempo fast,
The line between now and forever’s past.
Give me your chaos, give me your flame,
Drown in desire, forget your name.
The walls are breathing, we’re both to blame,
In this dark cathedral, nothing’s the same.
Touch me once before you fade,
Under the strobes, the vows we made.
The night devours, no masquerade,
Just sound and flesh — our debt unpaid.
#Techno #HouseMusic #ClubMix #ElectronicMusic #DanceMusic #DJSet #Rave #MusicMix #UndergroundMusic #PartyVibes #Beatport #TechHouse #DeepHouse #LiveDJ #FestivalVibes #ClubLife #MusicProduction #VinylRecords #SoundCloud #EDM #Nightlife #MusicLovers #DJLife #Remix #HouseNation #TechnoFamily #BassMusic #ClubAnthems #Dancefloor #MusicCommunity





![Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Smoke Signals & Cheap Thrills [Remastered]
Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Smoke Signals & Cheap Thrills
Woke up in a lawn chair, sand in my jeans,
Last thing I remember, I was chasin’ a dream.
Bottle in my left hand, spliff in my right,
Pretty little thing said she’d stay for the night—
But she gone... like my last twenty bucks,
Now I’m skippin’ town, guess I ran outta luck.
Ohhh, I hear the sirens singin’ my name,
Ohhh, but I never play that game…
Smoke signals, cheap thrills, runnin’ from the law,
One step ahead, but I’m bound to fall.
No money, no plan, just a song in my head,
Live fast, love loud, wake up half-dead.
Met a rasta man said, “Boy, you look lost,”
Told me ‘bout Jah, then he stole my sauce.
Bought a ticket south, but the train broke down,
So I’m thumbin’ rides with a dog and a clown.
Got a tattoo from a dude in a van,
Spelled it wrong but—man, I’m a fan!
Ohhh, I hear the waves call my name…
Ohhh, but they never sound the same…
Smoke signals, cheap thrills, runnin’ from the law,
One step ahead, but I’m bound to fall.
No money, no plan, just a song in my head,
Live fast, love loud, wake up half-dead.
They say “slow down”—I say “why?”
The reaper got a ticket but he waitin’ in line…
Roll me up, let me float like a kite,
I’ll be back when the stars burn bright…
Yeahhh… cheap thrills…
Oooohhh… no regrets, no refills… Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Smoke Signals & Cheap Thrills [Remastered]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/OwSN1eM22CM/mqdefault.jpg)




