"Uninhabited, unrestrained
Where's the words, as it quotes
With no sound, mental space
Running wild, feel the geometry in my veins

As I dance, go insane
Where's the lyric, cracking eggs
From the one, to the fifth, skip the sixth
With no mercy to the abyss, that's the sixth, that's the sixth

Where's the heart, passion in each step
As it speaks, as it speaks
I can't feed, the lyrical deaf
Hear them, with no soul on they're feet

As they dance, in the chaos of the six, not the fifth"
© K_The_Lyricist