In the soul of the Scorpio, deep and dark,
I am the enigma, leaving my mark.
With every gaze, and every glance,
I unravel mysteries, in this cosmic dance.

Whispers, whispers, in the depths of the night,
Mysteries, mysteries, hidden from sight.
Echoes, echoes, of secrets untold,
Scorpio's mystic masterpiece, in stories unfold.

In the heart of the Scorpio, fierce and true,
I navigate shadows, with a world to view.
With a touch of my hand, and a glance of my eye,
I decipher the stars, in the endless sky.

Whispers, whispers, in the depths of the night,
Mysteries, mysteries, hidden from sight.
Echoes, echoes, of secrets untold,
Scorpio's mystic masterpiece, in stories unfold.

In the spirit of the Scorpio, silent and wise,
I unravel illusions, with searching eyes.
With every breath, and every sigh,
I paint my canvas, in shades of the sky.

Whispers, whispers, in the depths of the night,
Mysteries, mysteries, hidden from sight.
Echoes, echoes, of secrets untold,
Scorpio's mystic masterpiece, in stories unfold.

Scorpio's mystic masterpiece, a tale untold,
In shadows and whispers, my secrets enfold.
Echoes, echoes, of secrets untold,
Scorpio's mystic masterpiece, in stories unfold.