Heartbeat Overdrive

I shudder in the dark,

the scavengers arrive If I lose my footing,

they’ll swallow me alive.

The pressure is a weight,

the rhythm is a curse But I’m charting out the map,

for better or for worse.

Hear the tempo rising,

like a hammer in the frame The pulse is the fire,

the heart is the game.

Hammering away, against the hollow chest Hammering away,

I’m putting it to the test.

Aide-moi, je suis en vie,

the rhythm is a train

Hard to stay gentle,

while I’m dancing in the rain.

Measure the velocity, the runaway demand

Help, I’m awake, and I’m taking back the command.

If the breath is still moving,

I’ve got nothing to rue If the life is my own,

what else should I pursue?

I reach the destination,

I claim what I require While the blood flows steady,

and the heart is on fire.

Hammering away.

Beating like a hammer.

I tremble, but I stand.

Je tremble,

mais je reste.

Still beating.

Encore vivant.

100% Tiguidou.

The pulse

is my own.

I am alive.