The Dancing Plague of 1518

(Intro) (Complete silence for 3 seconds) [Female - Whisper]: Strasbourg... 1518. (Heavy, metallic clank. A rhythmic, industrial synth bass sequence starts—mechanical and driving.) (Sound of a whip-crack snare hitting every 2nd and 4th beat.) (Verse 1) [Female - Cold, monotone]: Frau Troffea takes the street. Iron rhythm in her feet. No musicians, no applause. Breaking all the natural laws. One day passes, then a week. She dance in trance until shes weak [Female 2 joins - Harmonizing, higher]: The pavement is a whetstone now. What evil forces demands her bow? (Pre-Chorus) (Female) (Heavy metallic percussion—sampling hammers on anvils) [Whispering]: Thirty-four... [Female 1 & 2 - Rising intensity]: The circle grows, the skin is thin. Let the nightmare dance begin. (Chorus - Big, wider, melodic but heavy) (Loud, clear synth hook—overlapping vocals, hammering) [Female 1]: BLOOD ON THE STONE! [Female 2]: (Echoing) The bone, the bone... [Female 1 & 2 - Together]: It’s the plague of the pulse, the fever’s high, They dance underneath the hollow sky! [Female 2]: BONES ARE BREAKING! [Female 1]: (Echoing) Aching, aching... [Duo]: (Females) Four hundred shadows in a line, Drinking the rhythm like a bitter wine! [Male - Whisper]: Damned to dance until descend.. (Verse 2) [Female 2 - Emotive, slightly desperate]: The doctors bring the wooden stage. A choir for a gilded cage. "Stop that moving, calm the heat." While the muscles shred to meat. Possessed bodies dancing away While in trance moving until decay [Female 1 joins - Cold, mechanical]: The pipe, the flute, the devil's drum. To the beat, we all succumb. (Bridge) (The music strips back to just the heavy, distorted synth bass and the "Master and Servant" style metallic clangs) [Female - Whisper]: Move your feet... [Female 1]: (Rhythmic chant) Dance. Dance. Dance. Dance. [Female - Whisper]: Dont stop or eat.. [Female 2]: (Rhythmic chant) Dance. Dance. Dance. Dance. [Females Duo - Increasing volume]: WE ARE THE INSTRUMENT. WE ARE THE SONG. (Chorus - Final Explosion, hammering) [Female 1]: BLOOD ON THE STONE! [Female 2]: (Echoing) The bone, the bone... [Female 1 & 2 - Together]: It’s the plague of the pulse, the fever’s high, We dance underneath a hollow sky! [Female 2]: BONES ARE BREAKING! [Female 1]: (Echoing) Aching, aching... [Duo]: Four hundred shadows in a line, Drinking the rhythm like a bitter wine! (Outro) (Mechanical synth pulse starts to slow down, sounding like a dying machine) [Male - Whisper]: Strasbourg... [Female 1]: (Fading) Left... right... [Female 2]: (Fading) Left... right... [Male - Whisper]: left... right... (Final metallic "Clang" that echoes into reverb)