Briar of the Red Shoes

[Intro] [Mechanical foot-tap loop, dissonant piano.] [Verse 1] Crimson leather hugs the ankle with a hungry seam, Dance the bargain in the red-of-blood routine. Shoes that hunger for the marrow of the floor, Steps that tally sins and beg for more. [Chorus] Dance until the marrow sings, Red shoes bite deep and pull the strings. Scream the tempo as the soles consume, Briar of red marches you into the tomb. [Verse 2] Crowds clap in a hollow, rhythm of the damned, Every step a signature signed in sand. Her feet glow feverish under the stage's flame, The red lace tightens like a contract with no name. [Bridge] Counting steps in whispers, the shoelace hums a debt, A heartbeat drum that drums the cadence of regret. [Chorus] Dance until the marrow sings, Red shoes bite deep and pull the strings. [Final] Last step — the applause is a burial drum; shoes keep walking on their own.