Dance Dead کے بول

Gather round my children Lay yourselves at my feet Spread your veins wide open Make your offering You want to be this The godless the fearless You want chaos to the nth degree You want my destruction function I'm your social disease After the beating the bleeding You'll dance dead Come on and join in the feeding Dance dead Start the formation Take your first drink from me Poisoned by the starvation Cold immortality I have given you tragedy I have shown you true ecstasy Internal damnation Eternally Your soul for the taking Mine for the raping Come dance with me The dead I'll make you breathe Again