They Dance in Hell
Once again, ravings spilling from my very own minds basement
A filthy dark hole, so devoid of the needed light

In the dead of night obscenity is revealed
Like blood from a scab that's scratched to never heal
Beguile denial!

With a heart rate well increased, so breathlessly
As the beauty fucks the beast, in ecstasy

They dance in hell!
Laced with disgrace, such a cold embrace
Under the spell!
Disturbed yet camouflaged ilk

Scowl and see!
Forbidden odyssey, almost blasphemy
Still foul make-believe
An opportunity for a demonical spree

Poem for the fallen
In the words of the sullen
Poem for the fallen
In the words of the sullen

Cold sweat, tingling thoughts of an old threat
Terror got her all wet, lecherous sympathy

In the end all it comes down to are dreary memories
So sick of seeing them through, so my choice this time - fucking apathy

All it comes down to in the end
So sick of seeing them through in the end
Fucking apathy
Apathy

They dance in hell...
They dance in hell...
They dance in...