Laws Of The Dance

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The laws of the dance get dirty
No one ever comes out clean
The riddems and drumming, the drugs and the rhythm
Nothing left no prestige
Wide eyed illustrious, giving the message
Passed down from kings to peasants
The murders and killers, the plots and the rivers
That float with blood downstream
This is the loss where fire lights
Incredible pages in maps we fight
The wisdom and clarity, the world in disparity
Ending of it all, nothing is bright
The physical healing required
When we explored movement and perspired
The living and dying, the limits of lying
Leaving us sat lost, weary and tired
Laws of the dance, battered in trance
Giving in light, letting out dark
The rules of the night, patterns insight
The dangers of mystics finding a spark
We needed the messages take them inside
This is a story of when energies rise
Wings taking flight, given such life
The lostness off love, the dancing and hype
Surrounded by flames, we now see
The burning residues of belief
The world and its dread, the planet a mess
We thought it was there, but we're not free
Inescapable sense of terror
Whatever happens, we stay together
The only way forward, through motion
Through storms, gales and heavy weather
The laws of the dance get savage
Shanty towns, all the way to the palace
The burials and rituals, the bone and the sinew
The hatred, the fear, anger and malice
Turning away from battle, to find soul
No more blood, seeking control
The prophets make profits, the rich have no loss
Edge towards myth, and run to patrol
Lost in the ages, dawns with wise sages
A call to arm no answer in those pages
The slaying and praying, the shaking and swaying
The shields and swords, lay down in the ages
The first ones lost, we pay tribute to in dance
At the dawns of the morning, we run fast
We give the signs, in temples so bright
Rip through their torso, and then advance
Laws of the dance, mash up tings fast
Chaos in cities and terror advance
This is the message given to medics
Don't bother, life left here is so sparse
Look for protection, not found
Search for hope, no sound
Given the wild lies they told us
We know, the end is coming around
The dance is a metaphor not said before
It settles scores, and deads the hoards
The blaming the hating, the death and creation
Living with loss we know cos we seen it before
Killing in fields, dancing in graves,
Worshipping the older messages and ways
Laws of the dance are written, so ancient
We now step on the past, in dance-floors in a haze

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