When you die and fly away
When you dance the dance of death :
Embraced by the pale one called death,
with a face for a funeral
Can you feel the joy?
Can you sense the liberation of death ?
I hate your god and his son !
My death is not yours to have,
Your heaven is surely not for me
Let me face my hell with joy !
I got a face for a funeral !
My soul starts it's journey to the darkside
The keeper awaits me
with pleased grins on his face..
As I dance my dance of death
I fly home to my father in hell!
Oh, darkness I come to thy
As you embrace me
with your cold hands of death..
ca

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