10. Dance of the dead

Come baby, Come, I hear a different song
And it sounds like whispers from and old tombstone
There´s rhytm in the rocks... and it rains like hell
Let´s move closer, come we´ll go look see
Down the graveyard gates there´s a hole for me
There´s the rattle bones... and the wind blows cold

Shimmering shades in a grey white haze, they go
One step forward then two steps back, they fall
They do the dance of the dead
In the dance of the dead they roll
With silent moves to the weeping tunes they fall

Crash the gates, go close will we
Ther´s the one eyed skull crying tears for me
It´s the dance of the dead.... round the old oak tree
All foul the smell from the poising well
But the ghouls go drinking sour wine from hell
Oh hush baby hush... all the leaves are dead.

Say, do you feel it? Can you hear´em call
Oh they want you close, taste your virgin soul
There´s rumble in the rock... and a yell from hell
Oh, say do you feel it, it´s the devils claw
And it grasps and grips for your flesh and soul
There´s a rumble in the rock, and a yell from hell