Into the void we dance, twirling shadows in the night, Stepping to the rhythm of our fleeting mortal plight. Caught between nothingness and our own neon light, Yet we heed the dread call of the never-ending night. Where lies the purpose in this universal play? Our faces hidden behind masks, in a masquerade of dismay. Perplexed by existence, we sway and sway, Lost souls drifting in a cosmos of disarray. As our bodies move to the echo of despair, We find an eerie solace saturating the cold air. In the heart of darkness, stripped bare, We dance with death, knowing life's never fair. {end}
