In the city where the shadows breathe,
Feeling every pulse beneath my skin,
Colors blur and the night takes hold,
Frequency rising, let the rhythm begin.
Strobe lights flash like a heart that's racing,
In a world where time and space collide,
Glitches in the air, they’re whispering so sweet,
Caught in the dance, let your soul be your guide.
Let’s ride the current, let it sweep us away,
With every heartbeat, we can find a way,
In this electric maze, lost in neon haze,
Chasing echoes of tomorrow, where the future plays.
Oh, the music flows like water through our veins,
Syncing up our bodies to the unseen chains,
Every step a spark, lighting up the dark,
Living in the moment, igniting the arc.
In the silence, hear the whispers of the night,
Every glitch a song, every shadow a light,
Dive into the pulse, let it resonate,
Together we ascend, let our spirits elevate.
As we drift through this electric dream,
No limits to our flight, nothing as it seems,
With a neon heartbeat and a cosmic breath,
We’ll shatter every barrier, defying death.
So let the rhythm take us higher,
Through the echoes, through the fire,
In this dance, we’ll lose our fears,
As the neon whispers fade, we find our years.
And when the dawn breaks the city’s cage,
We’ll carry every beat, let history engage,
In the pulse of the night, where the magic flows,
We’ll find our way home, in the light that glows.
Electronic
pulse, beat, glitch, rhythm, neon