theMesh A place in the middle of the bridge to nowhere

You are a dancer.

First room, welcome to the hidden land.
Enter free, take heart, take hand.
Dreaded inner demon herein kisses your toe
wanting to make a friend of what was your foe.

You are a dancer, I want you to dance.
We both know, that this is more than a chance.
Dance with your inner deamon my friend.
It is greeting the sun in your heartland.

Free yourself from your innermost chains,
and let the wild, free craze come alive.
Let the animal inside revive,
go further, seek - and strive.

Oh - and I want you to know,
that you can also dance in the rain,
in the forest at night,
and in the snow.

Tell me, what your hands where made for,
and to another room open the door.
Another dream, death, silent scream.
Go my friend, and dance to redeem.

Welcome, and if you're still alive,
into another well of darkness dive.
Dance along the starlit street,
and another door you'll meet.

Tell me, what your heart was made for,
and where you've found your freedoms ore.
.. I knew you'd leave me speechless once.