[INTRO — SHORT / PUNCHY] [deep bass / heavy hoofstep] We guard the doorway. We guard the line. Ancient creatures. Built to keep the worlds apart— [beat] until tonight. [VERSE 1 — THE BOUNCER] We guard the ancient doorway, we stand where worlds collide. One foot in the old world, one foot on the other side. Fairies bring their glitter. Witches bring their flame. Goblins bring their chaos. Everyone brings a name. We don't ask what you are. We don't care where you've been. If you're on the list— [beat] Come on in. [CHORUS — HEAVY / STOMPING] WE HOLD THE LINE. WE HOLD THE DOOR. We keep the party safe so you can ask for more. Dance all night. Lose your mind. Become whatever you want to be tonight. WE HOLD THE LINE. WE HOLD THE DOOR. You can be a creature you've never been before. This night only. This world between. Come through the doorway. Leave ordinary unseen. [VERSE 2 — THE JOB] We've carried creatures twice our size, We've stopped ancient gods from starting fights. We've dragged drunk goblins from the stage, And hauled loud witches from the cage. We've shut the doors they shouldn't cross, We've pulled back fools who've nearly lost. We've told the Shadow, "No." It laughed like it already knew. We said, "Still no." It grinned. We stood. It moved. Just like it should. We don't shout. We don't threaten. We don't need to make a scene. [VERSE 3 — WATCHING THE PARTY] During the night we watch you dance. We watch the worlds collide. A fairy teaching a troll how to move. A witch spinning with a Wisp. A goblin hanging upside down from the lighting rig. Someone's kissing someone they met ten minutes ago. Someone's laughing. Someone's summoning. Someone's definitely flying where they arnt suppose to be. [beat] We let them. That's the point. Tonight the worlds don't have to make sense. [PRE-CHORUS — QUIETER] Because we've been here for centuries. We've watched the doorway open and close. We've watched creatures come from worlds we've never seen. And once every hundred years— the door stays open. A little longer. [CHORUS — BIGGER] WE HOLD THE LINE. WE HOLD THE DOOR. We keep the party safe so you can ask for more. Dance all night. Lose your mind. Become whatever you want to be tonight. WE HOLD THE LINE. WE HOLD THE DOOR. For one night only— the worlds collide. You don't have to be what you were before. Come through the doorway. Leave ordinary outside. [BREAKDOWN — SHORT / UNEXPECTEDLY BEAUTIFUL] [music strips back / soft bass pulse] I know how to lead. I know how to stand. I know how to hold the line with these two hands. [pause] But sometimes... I want a hand to take mine. [VERSE 4 — THE WALTZ] Not a fight. Not a chase. Not carrying someone home from this place. I want music. I want space. Someone looking up to meet my gaze. I want to be spun. I want to be dipped. I want someone else's hand around my grip. Let someone else choose the step. Let someone else decide the way. Just for one song. Just for tonight. [BUILD — THE PARTY RISES] The bass gets louder. The doors stay open. The witches dance. The fairies spin. The Goblin screams. The Shadow grins. The whole impossible world is moving as one. And somewhere underneath it— [hoof tap] I'm still standing guard. [hoof tap] Still watching. [hoof tap] Still listening. [FINAL CHORUS — MASSIVE] WE HOLD THE LINE. WE HOLD THE DOOR. We keep the party safe so you can become more. Dance all night. Lose your mind. Try on another world for one night. WE HOLD THE LINE. WE HOLD THE DOOR. Tonight the impossible walks through. Fairy. Witch. Goblin. Troll. Something ancient. Something new. And maybe— [beat drops] me too. [FINAL BREAK — ALMOST SILENT] [distant music] A voice: "Shall we dance?" [long pause] Minotaur: "I'd like that." [FINAL DROP — WALTZ MEETS RAVE] [four-to-the-floor beat returns beneath a sweeping waltz rhythm] One. Two. Three. Four One. Two. Three. Four [deep bass] For one song— I don't hold the door. [beat] [OUTRO — THE BRIDGE] Gargoyle, from above: "...Who's guarding the door?" [pause] Another Gargoyle: "I'll do it." [beat] "...I want to see this." [stone wings unfold] [Minotaur quietly laughs] [waltz rhythm disappears into the rave]