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каждый достигнет своей черной цитадели... рано или поздно... и всегда будет царить заблуждение что свет это высшее благо...

Let me tell you a story to chill the bones. About a thing that i saw
One night wandering in the everglades. I'd one drink but no more

I was rambling, enjoying the bright moonlight. Gazing up at the stars
Not aware of a presence so near to me. Watching my every move

Feeling scared and i feel to my knees. As something rushed me from the trees
Took me to an unholy place. And that is where i feel from grace

Then they summoned me over to join in with them. To the dance of the dead
In to the circle of fire I followed them. In to the middle i was led

As if time had stopped still I was numb with fear.But still i wanted to go
And the blaze of the fire did no hurt upon me. As i walked on to the coals

Then I felt I was in a trance. And my spirit was lifted from me
And if only someone had the chace. To witness what happened to me

And i danced and i pranced and i sang with them. All had death in their eyes
Lifess figures they were undead all of them. They had ascended from hell

As i danced with the dead my free spirit. Was laughing and howling down at me
Below my undead body just danced the. Circle of death

Until the time came to reunite us both. My spirit came back down to me
I din't know if was alive or dead. As the otheres all joined in with me

By luck then a skirmish started. And took the attention away from me
When they took their gaze from me. Was the moment that i fled

I ran like hell faster than the wind. But behind i did not glance
One thing that i did not dare. Was was to look just straight ahead

When you know that your time has come around. You know you'll be prepared for it
Say your last goodbyes to everyone. Drink and say a prayer for it

When you are lying in your sleep, when you are lying in your bed
And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead
When you are lying in your sleep, when you are lying in your bed
And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead

To this day i guess i'll never know. Just why they let me go
But i'll never go dancing no more. 'Til i dance with the gead