[Dark Trance – Seductive Female Voice] Welcome… Enter Club MODA… if you dare… Rip your clothes off… we don’t care… You can light up too… drifting through thick clouds of haze… Rolling deep… melting… mind tracing… Grab your babe… start embracing… This is your club… MODA… Hey DJ… hold up for a minute… Music stop… pill swallowed… Just as you are… relax… follow… If you don’t want this daydream to turn… into a nightmare… Imagine no GOTH… IRA… IPA… Or celebrating dark moments… at the funeral… Black-lined eyes… tears of fear drip down your face… MODA is here… no evidence… no trace… Now… trance… dance… rave… release… Dance around… laughing… mocking the pain… As if puddles were flying up… as down was rain… No going back… once here… and in… DJ will not stop… she will just like your head… Spin… and spin… no losers here… we all win… Should MODA keep going… should we stop… Hearing the voices… Souls of lions… echoed… paired with a wolf… Mind traps for us… animals… be free… Caged feelings of despair… Like we said once in MODA… You’re not going anywhere… Back to the drums… minds in a trance… In this club… we don’t watch… we rave and dance… “Excuse me… anyone own that blue Geo Metro outside?” Just to let us know… with our hearts… and desire… Distractions… deceptions… pre-intentions… We felt like we should… light something on fire… Rave… Dance… Chance… or romance… Mind-altering… Emotions enhanced… Thank you tonight… from Club MODA… Oh… good luck to that couple over there… High as a kite… dressed up like Yoda… ELANmoda Productions (Pronounced: ELAWNmoda — deep, cinematic, resonant, like a movie trailer voice closing.)
