(The pulse returns... alive... awake...)
Iron hearts begin to play
Each strike a dawn, each tone a sway
The wheels align — they sing in time
The steel begins to breathe in rhyme
No longer fall — we spin, we rise
Gravity smiles with shining eyes
Living gravity — dance of weight
Each turn divine, each sound innate
Through pressure joy, through force we flow
The world turns bright in undertow
(Click — sway — roll — ignite)
Circuits hum with mortal light
Hammered tones in rising flame
All things move, yet none the same
No silence here — just motion’s art
A pulse that feels the planet’s heart
Between the gears, the sky expands
Creation hums through living hands
(Ahh... in every fall, a rise...)
(Ahh... the rhythm never dies...)
The dance repeats — the sound divine
The weight becomes the sacred line
Living gravity — pulse of all
Rise through the spin, refuse the fall
Through weight we soar, through sound we stay
Alive in every turn, in play
(The pulse remains... alive... awake...)
The world turns — the music stays...
