(Verse 1) In the neon abyss, where shadows breathe, A marionette dances, her strings pulled by grief. The floor is a graveyard, where souls writhe in pain, Each twirl a confession, a ritual of disdain. (Chorus) Dance with your demons, let the darkness ignite, Spirits are screaming, lost in the night. In the heart of the chaos, where silence is loud, We’re the ghosts of our futures, veiled in a shroud. (Verse 2) Beneath the strobe’s glare, the eyes start to bleed, A symphony of anguish, fulfilling the need. A ballet of heartache, each step a sharp blade, Carving the memories, their echo won't fade. (Bridge) Spin me to madness, this requiem's plea, A twisted reflection, what’s left of me? I’m a jester of sorrow, with a crown made of thorns, In the masquerade of shadows, where hope is but scorn. (Verse 3) The beat is a heartbeat, the pulse of despair, As bodies collide in a ritual flared. Electricity crackles, the stage is my pyre, In this self-murder, I’m the last one to inspire.