I SHAN'T DANCE,
IN SHADOWS OF MY FEARS.
LINGERING IN HALLWAYS
WHERE SUN SHINES NOT.
WHERE NEGATIVE WAVES GATHER,
PULLING ME IN CURRENTS OF DARK.

NO, I SHAN'T DANCE,
IN SILHOUETTES OF THE PAST,
WANDERING WITH UNEASE.
WHERE GERMS OF FRIGHT FEED MIND.
WHERE GLOOM SURROUNDS DAY,
DRAWING ME TO A DEVILS AGENDA.

NO, I SHAN'T DANCE AT DOORWAYS
NEAR BLACK CLOUDS OF DREAD,
WAVERING ENDLESSLY.
FOR DIVINE BEING, I AM.
DESERVING TO MOVE
WITH LIGHT OF DREAMS.
WITH MY OWN SACRED SELF.