Dance Of Death
So tell me, when you dance,
Does it hurt your feet?
Does the music suffocate you?
Can you feel the song inside your heart?
Creeping in your veins, causing bumps on your skin.
You’re cold, you’re shivering,
Are you scared yet?
When you dance, does the beat flow with you?
Or are you taken away by it?
Does the sound intoxicate every sense you own?
Does it steal away all your common thinking?
Did you ever have any at all?
Does the rush of the voice that’s singing,
Haunt every dream and every nightmare?
For if it does,
That’s what it’s meant to do...
I’ve managed to trap you in a hole,
A hole you walked into yourself.
There was no guidance,
No footsteps before you,
You did it all on your own, bravo.
At first what you thought was going to be fun,
Is far from anything you’ve ever seen.
The dancing and the lights,
They are far from normal,
Whatever that may be.
And this isn’t anything like a party you’ve been to,
These are no drugs that are messing with your head,
It is all me instead.
I’ve danced this dance many times before,
I know all the steps, and you don’t.
I’ve had to wreak havoc on the unknowing before,
I’m not afraid to do it again.
This poison is too easy to walk into,
Too difficult to walk away.
The sense of the rhythm,
To the sound of the beating drum,
But the beating is the most wicked part;
For that is not any drum you hear,
But a wicked heartbeat,
Of the person standing before you.
Pale in the moonlight,
Because I’ve lost all soul.
I’ve never been so conscious before,
And now that I see death through dead eyes,
It all makes so much more sense.
And I can feel you breathing,
I can feel the haunting memories start to creep under your skin.
Now you know who I am,
And now you’re looking for a place to run,
Thinking of a place to hide, to escape.
But there’s nowhere to go, my dear,
You’ve run out of my time.
Your last dance served you well,
But with the tick of the clock, you’re slowly fading.
Fading away from this life,
To come join me in the undead,
Where I can haunt your secrets,
I’ll haunt every door you walk into,
I’m forever your dancing nightmare.
Dressed in black with no other color,
No makeup on to hide my scars,
And they are plain to see.
I have two going across my eyes,
The eyes that killed me inside,
And many scars all over my arms,
But you’ll never know what happened.
My long black dress covers my feet,
And I have heels on that you can’t see.
You thought I looked beautiful,
I appreciate that,
Because they always do.
Until they’re wrapped in a noose-like grip,
And suddenly a familiar aroma is in the air;
The smell of perfume, everywhere.
Do you hear the darkness in my music?
Do you feel the sensation of fear?
Do you understand the price you will always pay?
When you kick me while I’m down, again and again.
The time of sin has no belonging,
I’ve been gone far too long,
And not in a sense of death so much,
As I am without a soul.
And I’ve finally taken control.
My destiny bestowed upon me,
Was to lock the criminals in wasted horror,
To haunt every path of every villain,
Who tried to push me aside.
I’m more important than you may think I look,
And now I’m the cause of your taking,
No one will know where you “ran” to,
No one will understand where you “hide”,
Because you’re forever in my arms now.
With the grin of a demon, your blood will rise,
Trapped forever and it’s all on your own head.
Because you never estimated I would be so strong,
And so powerful in step,
Every moment we danced,
Was honestly beautiful.
And if you hadn’t already done what you did,
Maybe love would have taken over.
But it’s too late because no love exists here,
Only sorrow, because you’ll never see daylight again...
