Jump, robot, rave, dance, fly,
through mist of men, raise hands to the sky.
euphoric blaring bursting ears,
the scent of others relinquishing fears.
The sweat is sweet amongst the heat,
the vibe is carried through the beat.
The pump and pulse oscillates on,
with unending ecstasy alive in the throng.
Neon lights glare from a thousand eyes,
adulation breaks in through passionate cries.
electronic voltage charging the mind,
through noise and liquid leave troubles behind.
We are banshees born and Music made,
and this climax is one that will not fade.
We are ethanol blurry, zombie similar, crystal clear.
lose restraints of the world and throw your beer.
We will walk straight when night turns to morning,
and retain our swagger when lady rave comes calling.