Ritual Machine Dance

(The circle turns — the code begins...)

Hands of steel, in rhythm speak

Every spark a word unique

The wheels align, the gears rejoice

Through iron halls, the beats find voice

Each motion sings, each hammer prays

A thousand tones in spiral phrase

Ritual machine dance — rise through the flame

Pulse and metal call your name

Through rhythm we ascend the line

The code divine, the sound sublime

(Click — clash — echo — spin!)

Circuits chant and flesh begins

Through copper veins, the currents fly

The ground becomes the open sky

In motion’s heart, the spirit wakes

Through endless beats, the future shakes

Each hit, a spark — each tone, a vow

We move forever — here and now

(Ahh... the rhythm breathes...)

(Ahh... the circuit dreams...)

We turn, we burn, we spin in trance

The world remade through every dance

Ritual machine dance — rise through the flame

Pulse and metal call your name

Through rhythm we ascend the line

The code divine, the sound sublime

(The dance continues...)

The rhythm remains... eternal machine...