
Beneath the shattered ceilings high, Where broken voices roam, I hear the names the silence kept, Still carving through the stone. The ground is cold but calls me near, It hums beneath the pain I dance for those who lost their light, And left their dreams in flame. The room remembers every step, The floor remembers every name, The music never really stopped, We only changed the game. Ashes still dance... Still dance... Ashes still dance in the quiet halls, Soft like a memory’s last embrace. We move for the ones who can’t anymore, We waltz through sorrow, slow and brave. Gone, but never gone enough In every breath, they stay. Ashes still dance... And we dance their way. The shattered walls remember names, Etched deep by hands long gone, I step through echoes thick with grief, Still pulling battles on. The sky once broke and bled for us, It weeps behind the glass But even storms bow down in time, And we still choose to dance. In the hush between the heartbeat, Where no one else can see, The fallen wrap their arms around The ones who chose to be. We dance not just for memory We dance to set them free. Ashes still dance... Still dance... Ashes still dance in the quiet halls, Soft like a memory’s last embrace. We move for the ones who can’t anymore, We waltz through sorrow, slow and brave. Gone, but never gone enough In every breath, they stay. Ashes still dance... And we dance their way. Ashes still dance... And we dance their way. © 2026 Katana~Buck · House of Noir