Immoral, injust
Sin and lust
Fire of desire
Engage, commit, conspire…
I see two shades dancing with impunity
Two empty bodies, becomming unity
With no concern about tomorrow
One drop of extacy for an ocean full of sorrow
Why should we reason our destiny
If the drop is deeper than eternity
Why should we deny this chapter
Let’s live for now and agonize after
Let’s sway to the rythim of disaster
For this is our Dance Macabre
…
It was all so divine
But we ran out of time
