This is reality
You are not dreaming
The strobe flashes before me
Let me control your body
Your bass is in my heart
My synths drum in your head
Ghastly smoke clouds at my feet
The mosh pit dances like phantoms
Your presence keeps me alive
Your presence keeps me alive
You do not need ecstasy
I do not need LSD
You do not need cocaine or love
All I need is your rhythm
All you need is my rhythm
As I pulse on the dance floor
It overdrives at a hundred and seventy beats
I can almost suffocate in your heat
This is the techno lover's playground
Where my problems melt away
So grab a glowstick
Dive into the mosh pit
And feel the force