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Let me tell you a story to chill the bones about a things 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 fell to my knees. As something rushed me from the trees
Took me to an unholy place. And that is where I fell 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 onto the coals
And I felt I was in a trance. And my spirit was lifted from me
And if only someone had the chance. To witness what happened to me
And I danced and I pranced and I sang with them. All had death in their eyes
Lifeless 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 dead
Until the time came to reunite us both. My spirit came back down to me
I didn't know if I was alive or dead. As the others 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 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're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed
And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead
When you're lying in your sleep, when you're 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 dead
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