Wicked Dances of Yore

[Fletcher]

I don't actually like this one, but what thy heck...

Yore.
The tune that echoes
in our mind. Echoes
through halls filled with
what happened.

And what happened?
What sparked the entry
of the rising?
What called the life, of those
Once dead?

Can't you see it?
Can't you understand the beauty?
Can you find the meaning, of the
Wicked dances or Yore?
Can't you spy the undertone
through all the brightly shone dances
The mystery. The grey note sounding.
The wicked dances of Yore.

[Shades]

Thats really nice!!!

[Fletcher]

I think I used the word Dances too much in this part
Wicked dances or Yore?
Can't you spy the undertone
through all the brightly shone dances
But I don't know a synonim