Let us dance:
Your black hole-shoes in my direction,
one step
your hand of fire wants to give affection
two step
I whirl around, gently, steady
shoes with stars all sparkled and ready
three step step
stop. bow/curtsy.
My hair shines and lights like a sun with curls
my dress is white with thousands of sea pearls
four step step
Your suit of death smells like cold, black bones
and when you swing, your hips are like gravestones
stop. step.
Macabre. Glare. The way your eyeballs stare.
I didn't even know how I could dare
to dance floor with Mr. Perished share.
The Allegorical Dance of Death
a dance scare.
Now my hands begin to sweat. I feel regret.
Re-gret gret, Re-gret gret, Re-gret.
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 1:32 PM UTC
Let us dance:
Your black hole-shoes in my direction,
one step
your hand of fire wants to give affection
two step
I whirl around, gently, steady
shoes with stars all sparkled and ready
three step step
stop. bow/curtsy.
My hair shines and lights like a sun with curls
my dress is white with thousands of sea pearls
four step step
Your suit of death smells like cold, black bones
and when you swing, your hips are like gravestones
stop. step.
Macabre. Glare. The way your eyeballs stare.
I didn't even know how I could dare
to dance floor with Mr. Perished share.
The Allegorical Dance of Death
a dance scare.
Now my hands begin to sweat. I feel regret.
Re-gret gret, Re-gret gret, Re-gret.