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The Dance of the DeadOn this night we dance in the moonlightOur feet are bare in the cold white snow Our stiff bones move so slowely Nut we will dance until our shrouds fall off On this night we dance in the moonlight Sad shapes among empty tombs Beating the rhythm on wooden coffins We will dance until our shrouds fall off It is the Dance Of the dead On this night we dance in the moonligt The dance of the dead until our shrouds fall off Our rotten corpses move to the music Tonight we are dancing among our candles and graves |