Dance of flames and frost

Lyrics: When the shadows crawl from the edge of the light, Born out of silence, hungry for the fight, I feel your hand find mine in the dark, Your fire answers every frozen spark. No need for orders, no need for a plan, You already know me like nobody can. One little smile as the darkness advances, I whisper, “My love… shall we dance?” One step forward, one step near, Your flame burns bright, my frost cuts clear. They see two souls standing against the night— They don't understand we're moving as one tonight. So dance with me through fire and ice, Spin through the shadows, don't think twice. I'll freeze the darkness beneath your feet, You burn it away to the rhythm we keep. Blue like winter, red like desire, A storm of snow wrapped around your fire. Let every shadow learn our names— Sarcon and Marissa, the Frost and the Flame. I sweep my hand and the cold winds rise, Frozen spears cutting under blackened skies. You turn beneath me, your hair catching light, A burning circle tearing through the night. I catch your waist as you lean into me, Fire racing over a frozen sea. Then I throw you high and you twist in the air, Flames pouring down while I'm waiting right there. Your back meets mine, and I already know, You take the high road, I'll strike below. Every movement practiced, but never the same, A waltz made of winter, a heartbeat of flame. So dance with me through fire and ice, Spin through the shadows, don't think twice. I'll freeze the darkness beneath your feet, You burn it away to the rhythm we keep. Blue like winter, red like desire, A storm of snow wrapped around your fire. Let every shadow learn our names— Sarcon and Marissa, the Frost and the Flame. They think we're fighting. They think this is war. But we've done this dance A thousand times before. Your fingers find mine. My arm pulls you near. You laugh as another shadow disappears. No swords between us, No fear in our eyes. Just fire below us And frost in the skies. And when you fall backward, You know I'll be there— Because trust is the rhythm That carries us through the air. Sarcon: I hold them— Marissa: I set them free. Sarcon: Ice to bind— Marissa: Fire to break. Together: Two elements. One rhythm. One heartbeat. Now—DANCE! Dance with me through fire and ice! Let the whole damned darkness pay the price! I'll raise the winter, you call the flame, And together we'll tear through the shadows again! Spin in my arms while the battlefield burns, Freeze them in place while your wildfire turns. Side by side until nothing remains— The White Wolf's frost and his Highland flame! Let winter roar! Let wildfire rise! Let snow and embers consume the skies! And when the final shadow fades away, I'll pull you close at the end of the fray. Because long after darkness Has whispered our names, Long after the battlefield Forgets all its pain, I'll still take your hand Exactly the same… “You ready, my love?” “Always.” “Shall we dance?” And somewhere between the frost and the flame… The dance begins again.