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Danse Macabre - Danse Macabre lyrics
Death is tapping its foot To a bewitching tune Truly in a joyful mood Clouds covering the moon In the midnight hour The dead perform a dance Danse MacabreDanse MacabreDanse Macabre In the midnight hour The dead perform a dance Peasants, nobles or kings Like puppets on a string Dance they all will When Death spreads its wings In the midnight hour The dead perform a dance Danse MacabreDanse MacabreDanse Macabre In the midnight hour The dead perform a dance Danse MacabreDanse MacabreDanse Macabre Like withered flowers Now skeletons in trance One can hear the North winds blow But louder is the violin The living, their heads they bow For they know Death will always win Danse MacabreDanse MacabreDanse Macabre In the midnight hour The dead perform a dance Danse MacabreDanse MacabreDanse Macabre Like withered flowers Now skeletons in trance Danse MacabreDanse MacabreDanse Macabre It's already certain For Death allows no chance |
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