⚡︎⚡︎ Electric Nitro ⚡︎⚡︎

I’m Built From Shattered Echoes Sharpened Into My Ascent

The Rhythm That Forgets the Name

The Rhythm That Wears the Scar

The Silence That Becomes a Shape

The Joint That Learns to Bend

The Floor Accepts the Weight

Every Bruise Becomes the Spark That Makes My Movements Cut in Straighter

The Rhythm That Becomes the Breath

I’m Built From Shattered Echoes Sharpened Into My Ascent

The Silence That Remains

The Blue That Sinks to Grey

The Floor Accepts the Weight

The Yellow That Bleeds to White

The Black That Drinks the Red

The Rhythm of Stillness

The Pulse That Moves the Dust

The Rhythm That Becomes the Skin

The Black That Swallows All

Every Scar Becomes The Drumbeat That Lifts My Body Higher

The Pulse That Settles in the Marrow

The Pulse That Settles in the Marrow

The Floor Receives the Sweat I Borrow

The Hinge That Learns to Hold the Quake

Every Break Inside My Frame Builds the Strength I Crystallize

The Black That Holds the Light

The Grey That Swallows Light

The White That Holds the Ghost

The Violet That Bleeds to Black

The Rhythm That Wears the Scar

The Spectrum That Remains

The Breath That Pulls the Stillness In

The Blue That Sinks to Grey

The Green That Turns to Ash

The Blade That Cuts Without a Scar

The Spark That Never Finds the Ground

The Pulse That Finds the Hollows

The Floor That Becomes the Sky

The Beat That Hollows Stone

Monochrome Absorption

The Violet That Fades to Grey

The Beat That Hollows Stone

Pain Is Only Just a Doorway When Your Pulse Becomes a Fighter

The Weight That Carves the Groove

I Press My Palm Against the Glass

The Stillness That Surrounds

The Voltage in the Hollow Bone

I Break My Limits Rhythm First Then Let My Body Follow Later

The Orange That Crumbles to Rust

The Stillness That Holds the Beat

The Floor Receives the Sweat I Borrow

The Pulse That Settles in the Marrow

The Stillness That Holds the Beat

The Colour That Is Gone

The Black That Drinks the Red

The Stillness Splits the Bone

The Floor Receives the Sweat I Borrow

Pulsebreaker

The Tension in the Silent Joint

The Weight That Carves the Groove

The Scar That Opens From the Inside

The Grey That Swallows Light

The Stillness That Becomes the Dance

The Stillness That Remains in Motion

The Grey That Washes Through

I Tear the Pain Into Pieces Then Dance Through Every Fragment

The Rhythm That Wears the Scar

The Hinge That Learns to Hold the Quake

The Marrow That Remakes the Beat

The White That Is the End

The Monochrome That Absorbs

I Let the Rhythm Break My Bones So My Spirit Can Break Free

The Joint That Learns to Bend

Every Break Inside My Frame Builds the Strength I Crystallize

The Groove That Wears the Floor to Glass

Every Bruise Becomes the Spark That Makes My Movements Cut in Straighter

The Water That Reflects the Bone

The Violet That Fades to Grey

The Hinge That Learns to Hold the Quake

The Steel That Learns to Bend

The Floor Receives the Sweat I Borrow

The Stillness That Holds the Beat

The Muscle That Remembers Nothing

I Break My Limits Rhythm First Then Let My Body Follow Later

The Red That Dies in Grey

The Dust That Settles in the Groove

The Fold That Becomes the Fall

The White That Is the End

The Steel That Learns to Bend

The Stillness Splits the Bone

The Yellow That Curls and Burns

The Night Still Has My Teeth

The Motion That Forgets the Dancer

The Pulse That Moves the Dust

The Colour That Is Gone

The Rhythm That Forgets the Name

The Marrow That Remakes the Beat

The Stillness That Remains in Motion

Every Scar Becomes The Drumbeat That Lifts My Body Higher

The Ash That Drinks the Neon Glow

The Orange That Crumbles to Rust