tone For she deceived many a lady Who all have danced The Dance Of Death Danse Danse Danse Macabre Danse Danse Danse Macabre Danse Danse Danse Macabre Danse
Death in midsummer There is true beauty in all that dies Nothing lasts forever...I know Dreams, hopes, life itself Slipping through my fingers Slipping
Decline of Romantiticism Where will be the border? And who will draw your line? In your life there is no order You just lost track of time This is
Like a forgotten paradise As if refused by father time My land can be found Under a clouded grey sky Walking the eternal landscapes As painted by our
Where faith has failed Men's mind has travelled Throughout of space His wings might fly No borders for human's restless desires Since science killed
As we march through the cities of conquered lands A feeling of power Takes over our minds When we see the enemies' fate Upon our hands So difficult
All who still remain Are leaving their shelter One by one The King leads his court The sun seeks it's own reflection On their clothes that shine like
It is so amusing To see you clap your hands To some else's tune So pleasant to hear you speak Words created by others Quite easy to follow Another person
Blood red skies like a messenger of doom Skeletons on parade in villages on fire Divine maidens suffering from the plague Apocalypse my friend put these
ветру, Приглядись, как изогнулась Бровь от крика к топору Жёсткость мысли, слабость сердца Ткань, бегущая по шву На носочках танец смерти На прощанье
!!! ... all we shall burn by the bonfire !!! ... all we shall rise from the ashes... ... to the wind !!! Danza macabra - festin pagano ! Danza macabra
Fra un sorriso, e una bugia, questa vita, alza i tacchi e va via Oh yes E tu credi che, non ci sia piu niente dopo di te. After you dear. Quando, sarai
Перевод: Крипта. Танец смерти.
: Fra un sorriso, e una bugia, questa vita, alza i tacchi e va via Oh yes E tu credi che, non ci sia piu niente dopo di te. After you dear. Quando, sarai
: The evil being Thirsty of death Lurk in the emptiness Empire !!! Wait to receive An offering for yourself Which he will pay Which he will pay !!! Searching
: The rotten thorn in your front Is the freezing touch of fear !!! I rise my hand Your face is the mirror of god I grab the stone ! Your shame and my
