‘The death’s dance’

The dark pageant of death

Sliding slowly through lonely streets

Swallowing up everything on its way

Gloomy music is surrounding it instead of empty silence

Dictating a rhythm to a final dance

Your feet start to move

Your body starts to feel the groove

Your mind is a vacuum

Your heart forgot to beat

You start dancing

Because you don’t know who you are

Dancing

And holding passion on your arm

Dancing

Because there’s nothing else left

Dancing

Because it’s the souls theft