Drawn by the music. Enraptured.
I approach. Another victim captured.
I step onto the floor in a trance.
Caught up in a swirling dance.
Faster the rhythm. More frenzied the beat.
I can only follow. It, not I, controls my feet.
I cannot stop. I cannot get away.
The danse macabre holds me in its sway.

Others it lures. The dance floor fills
Bodies contort as the music wills.
Truly alive while the rhythms last.
Nothing matters. No future. No past.
I'm part of the dance. It is part of me.
Losing myself. Bereft of identity.
It gathers me in. Cruelly it controls.
I am but one of its captured souls.

A door stands open. My escape I see.
But the music won't stop. Won't release me.
Past hope. The dance won't let me go.
Bound to it forever? I cannot know.
The dance consumes me, I must break free.
I cannot. It gives me life. It takes it from me.
Sudden silence. The dance has taken all.
The music is over. Lifeless I fall.