Song | The Dance Of Demons |
Artist | Penitent |
Album | Melancholia |
Deep into the | |
Norse woods. | |
Gathered around the fire, we danced in honour to death. | |
Alone in the darkness of night. | |
Dancing around the fire, we hail the demons of death. | |
It`s the symphony of our destiny. | |
Noone trespass on our land. | |
Death waits for he who does. | |
It`s the white mans dance. | |
We are dancing with our demons. | |
The demons within our flesh. | |
This is the ultimate ecstasy. | |
Nothing to compare it with. | |
We have become one with death. |