Hot Blooded Rhythm Video (MV)

That's her, Mrs. T, it all began with thee
Public trauma bringith spirituality
She was the cutting edge, cracking all the eggs
They fried in the open sun, it was a curse upon their legs

One day
Two weeks
How long?
Everyone forgot to speak
Left foot
Right foot, too
Hot blooded
Rhythm flowing through you

No music played that day, and at first she was alone
By the end a group of more, no one has ever known
Was it from poison, the crops tainting their minds
One thing was for certain, they were going to dance until they died

A twirl
A spin
Is this
Punishment for our sins
Dancing
In pain
One voice
Everybody doing the same
Dark age
Dark day
A massive
Pressure screaming away
Days on
There's more
All the way from the main land
To the shore

(Dancing in a crowd
Dancing all alone)

We look to that day with an apprehensive eye
The passion of our fellow man scares as it mystifies
What will we do, when face to face again
With the visitation of another hot blooded friend