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Danse Macabre
The night is dark, the air is cold,
The moon is full, the sky is bold.
The dead rise up, they come alive,
For Danse Macabre, they will arrive.
The music plays, a haunting tune,
The dancers move, they're not immune,
To the rhythm of death, the beat of the night,
For Danse Macabre, they will take flight.
The skeletons dance, they rattle and shake,
The ghosts glide by, they're not fake,
For this is their time, their moment to shine,
For Danse Macabre, they will intertwine.
The darkness surrounds, the fear is real,
The dancers continue, they do not feel,
The chill of the night, the cold of the air,
For Danse Macabre, they do not care.
The night is theirs, they own it all,
The dance goes on, they do not fall,
For this is their moment, their time to shine,
For Danse Macabre, they will intertwine.
Watch and see,
The beauty that's there,the mystery,
For Danse Macabre, it's a sight to behold,
A dance of the dead, a story that's told.
© All Rights Reserved
The moon is full, the sky is bold.
The dead rise up, they come alive,
For Danse Macabre, they will arrive.
The music plays, a haunting tune,
The dancers move, they're not immune,
To the rhythm of death, the beat of the night,
For Danse Macabre, they will take flight.
The skeletons dance, they rattle and shake,
The ghosts glide by, they're not fake,
For this is their time, their moment to shine,
For Danse Macabre, they will intertwine.
The darkness surrounds, the fear is real,
The dancers continue, they do not feel,
The chill of the night, the cold of the air,
For Danse Macabre, they do not care.
The night is theirs, they own it all,
The dance goes on, they do not fall,
For this is their moment, their time to shine,
For Danse Macabre, they will intertwine.
Watch and see,
The beauty that's there,the mystery,
For Danse Macabre, it's a sight to behold,
A dance of the dead, a story that's told.
© All Rights Reserved
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