Dance of death

Running along the street

there

Where we´re gonna meet


Dancing in the circles 

Pointing me some miracles

I´m trying but can´t find it

Although you´re just behind it


Then you turn your way

And make me your prey


Follow me on tiptoes

Catch me up

And slowly raise

Around my body 

Overwhelming


Dance with me lyrical 

And make me your miracle

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