Danse Macabre With Lyrics

Don't Tempt Them
They'll Take You
Root and stem
Unmake you

Fight
Through the
Deafening Hordes
Stripped of voice

Rend
Them Anew
Know that they've
Made their choice

Lay upon their pain
Their vessels split in twain
The demons driven sane
They'll never be the same
Again

Is it we say you seek?
Will you kill the Blind and Weak?

On the darkest night of suffering we're
Biting blinded hands upon our feasting
It's your death or mine at hands alike in
Splaying of our flowing red

Falling to the torment of the mind corrupted
Sink into our sorrow, yet we're even lower
Be it so or other
We stand here forever
Never ever free to
Dance of the Dead

We see you
Don't mind us
One try to
Come find us

Don't Tempt Them
They'll Take You
Root and stem
Unmake you

Is it we you say you seek?
Will you kill the Blind and Weak?