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When you die and fly away

When you dance the dance of death :

Embraced by the pale one called death,

with a face for a funeral

Can you feel the joy?

Can you sense the liberation of death ?

I hate your god and his son !

My death is not yours to have,

Your heaven is surely not for me

Let me face my hell with joy !

I got a face for a funeral !

My soul starts it's journey to the darkside

The keeper awaits me

with pleased grins on his face..

As I dance my dance of death

I fly home to my father in hell!

Oh, darkness I come to thy

As you embrace me

with your cold hands of death..