The Revocation of the Dark Waltz

In the shadows, the dance begins,

A waltz of darkness, where time spins.

Twisted steps on a path unknown,

The cycle of life, we reap what’s sown.

Whispers of fate, they call our name,

Bound to the dance, we’re not the same.

The rhythm of death, the beat of life,

We step into the dark, beyond the strife.

The waltz of shadows, we take the lead,

Bound to the rhythm, we are freed.

Through the darkness, through the flame,

In the waltz, we lose our name.

The cycle turns, the dance repeats,

With every step, the void we meet.

We are the dancers, we are the sound,

In the dark, we’re unbound.

Spinning through the void, we rise and fall,

The rhythm of time, we heed the call.

Every step a choice, every turn a fall,

The waltz of darkness, we answer the thrall.

In the silence, we hear the drum,

The beat of the past, the future’s numb.

A dance of death, we glide, we fly,

In the endless waltz, we live, we die.

The waltz of shadows, we take the lead,

Bound to the rhythm, we are freed.

Through the darkness, through the flame,

In the waltz, we lose our name.

The cycle turns, the dance repeats,

With every step, the void we meet.

We are the dancers, we are the sound,

In the dark, we’re unbound.

In the spiral, we turn once more,

The rhythm calls, we can't ignore.

Every movement leads to fate,

In the dance, we contemplate.

The waltz of shadows, we take the lead,

Bound to the rhythm, we are freed.

Through the darkness, through the flame,

In the waltz, we lose our name.

The cycle turns, the dance repeats,

With every step, the void we meet.

We are the dancers, we are the sound,

In the dark, we’re unbound.

The dance is over, the cycle ends,

In the silence, our spirit bends.

Through the void, through endless time,

We are the waltz, the rhythm divine.