En'Trance
Gripping, gripping on with tired eyes
Slipping, slipping down through fired ice
Sun. Sets. Slow. Paradise.
Moon. Rise. Now. My dear demise.
Stones, pebbles, rocks. Toss and throw.
The trot of the fox, to and froe.
Sticks, twigs, branches. Arch and bow.
Seed, bloom, harvest. Reap and sow.
Dance now, dance free
She whips and turns, the flame she burns, the force of divinity
Rain drops, flame shots, the heart of nature's heat
Climbing through blinding sensational relief
We're back to back, toe to toe, in harmonizing light
The tribe has sprung, the tune they've sung, for her freedom we must fight
Around her, we gather, in silence we speak
The boulders, our shoulders carry until we're weak
Our choices, the voices of the mountain peak
Come forth now, take a bow, to the smoldering pine and tique
She's humming, she numbing any fear from our bones
we're fleeting, we're sleeping through blistering cold
She's warming and thawing these red-hot souls
Beside her, we find her, the flicker to the coal
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