Dancing on razor's edge..
A silhouette of two..
Slicing feet to bloody pulps..
Refusing to let go.. forgetting their pledge..
No need for words..
Silence speaks volumes..
Scenes blurred.. merged..
The tumbling of the columns..
Where nothing laid,
Now lays the pools of blood,
Crumbled remains.. of futures slain..
Dancing on .. not a clue
As the story unfolds true..
Lost in demented skies that bleed blue..
Dancing for all time..
Enslaved suicide…
