Ballora’s Waltz of Hunger

(Verse 1)
A dancer, poised in shadows, quiet and serene,
Moving with such elegance, yet craving the unseen.
These graceful limbs, so slender and slight,
But I yearn to grow, to fill the night.
(Chorus)
I want to grow, to take up space,
A perfect dancer, with a fuller grace.
Bigger, fatter, with each twirl I claim,
More room for my beauty, more space for my name.
(Verse 2)
I hear the music, feel its pull,
An endless hunger, a need to be full.
One pirouette, then two, then more,
I want to expand, to break the floor.
(Chorus)
I want to grow, to take up space,
A perfect dancer, with a fuller grace.
Bigger, fatter, with each twirl I claim,
More room for my beauty, more space for my name.
(Bridge)
They watch from the dark, they fear my rise,
As I swell in shadow, before their eyes.
Every beat, every sigh, fills my core,
I dance for more, I crave for more.
(Chorus)
I want to grow, to take up space,
A perfect dancer, with a fuller grace.
Bigger, fatter, with each twirl I claim,
More room for my beauty, more space for my name.
(Outro)
One final bow, with a booming sound,
Ballora’s waltz will shake the ground.
Larger than life, my hunger will sway,
A dancer expanding, in shadows I’ll stay.
(Melancholy waltz fades)