ЮлияД - Feel the Fire Burning

Let it begin.
Smoke machines hiss the bass, lines are raw.
Lasers cut through shadows, the crowd wants more.
The skirts are grenade, ticking in time.
Every move's a statement, every beat's a crime.
Break it down, rewind the scene.
Glitter and sweat like a fever dream.
Control's an illusion, chaos the theme.
We're lost in the fire, the algorithm screams.
Everything's boiling, the night's gone wild.
Feel the fire burning, techno-styled.
Hold on tight, it's a reckless spin.