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Come, Come, Join the dance.
This spectral dance, With the blackest rose.
I am that rose, That blackest rose.
Come, I implore you, To dance with us.
We are the ones, Who dance in the dark.
The ones whos soul have all been lost, Within this dance.
Under the moon, The blood red moon.
Where we shall never die, Under this moon.
In our masqurade, With the blackest rose.
No Shadow can stop this dance, Nor will the sun ever rise.
This spectral dance will never cease, Danceing for all eternity.
While we dance, We shall bleed.
Bleeding and crying, Hiding behind masks.
While we dance, In this masqurade,
Please come and join, But there is a toll.
All it costs is your soul, And that is all.
Let your pain slip away, Behind a mask.
Never to see the light of day, Danceing the night away.
Welcome to our spectral dance, With the blackest rose.
Dance with me, Never to end.
For the day will never ascend, Hiding behind your mask.
This is a ball, A masked spirit ball.
Live with me, For all eternity.
Where you dance, And live free.
Here is where we bleed and cry, Behind our dark emotionless eyes.
Dance with us, And the blackest rose.
Remember no pain, No light of day.
For here is where you must stay, In our spectral masqurade.
But please do not forget the toll, Not a big price to pay at all.
All it costs is your soul, And then you are with us forever in this dance.
This spectral dance, With the blackest rose.
 ~The~Blackest~Rose~ · Sat Sep 17, 2005 @ 11:37pm · 2 Comments |
