Dance, dance for those who have faded..
The dance of the lost ones has begun!
The mists on the campfire isn't nothing..
They are just there, so leave then be!
Dance in this rhythm!
Dance on those rails!
Around and around!
Near and far!
The campfire will warm you!
Don’t even think of leaving us!
Don’t, don’t even think of that!
You will wanna come back!!
Dance, Dance in those rhythms!
Dance! Dance on those Rails!
Around the fire! You HAVE to Dance!
Near and far, you will dance!
And then when you see it,
You'll be dancing for a year!
And the Lost Ones that once you had feared...
Will be your brothers and sisters!
So now then? Dance, Dance..
Dance with then! Dance until Death!
Because you have danced...
The Dance of the Dead!
