AFTER THE DANCE


Come out to play, there´s so many mistakes to be made.
Blood trail leads to their door, as
Mirrors cast no reflection on the 
Mucous stained floor. Lives to shatter, blindly. 
Unto man, woman is born but woman cannot conceive. 
And after the dance the heat begins to fall the blind 
Man can see, as another takes the call
And after the dance all gone but the flesh nowhere 
Left to hide, in the nonsense they have left.
As the sky opened up and the rain fell towards
This planet we call earth, the prophet 
Cannot tell lies for he has seen and we
Shall see but they´ll forget before we die

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