I step alone
While the world trips in artificial dances
Its rhythm pulling shadows close
We spin, we turn
A binary dance
A downward pull, where life erodes
A mechanical waltz
Its song a chain
Tearing me down, pulling me below
We spin, we turn
A binary dance
A downward pull, where life erodes
But what is love if not the breath
An upward wind through fleeting death
Artificial dances float and fade
I rise to hands of clay and breath
Where warmth defies the chill of death
An upward dance, where souls take flight
We spin, we rise
A dance reborn
Of heart and clay, through chaos worn
The downward dance grows faint and still
While human grace bends the codes
We move where heart and breath soar