Music bombastic,

Movements are spastic,

This is so great, it is fantastic.

Lights in collision,

Sound as religion,

Body’s a signal in transmission.

Breath turns to motion,

Thought into ocean,

Self disappears in the devotion.

Bodies electric,

Rhythms kinetic,

Were the sound, that is prophetic.

Lose it—move it—

We dissolve in the sound!

Lose it—move it—

No more “I,” only "we"!

Breathing in sequence,

Losing all pretense,

Flesh turns to light in fever intense.

Circles are spinning,

Basslines are grinning,

Time falls apart, void is beginning.

Lose it—move it—

We dissolve in the sound!

Lose it—move it—

No more “I,” only "we"!

Lose it

Move it (move it)

Lose it

Move it

Lose it—move it—

We dissolve in the sound!

Lose it—move it—

No more “I,” only "we"!