A little girl, almost a woman
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So pretty, so young
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Sweet dress, shining hair
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Dancing alone above the meadow
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Smile on her divine face
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Red lips and green eyes
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The most beautiful creature
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That mortaks have ever seen
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But her eyes were empty like a well that has run dry
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The mad child is dancing her endless dance at night
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Dancing to her death, to the dark open grave
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Knowing nothing about her own destiny
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One soul has gone
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Lost in somewhere
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The young mind has fallen
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Into misery
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Hey little girl
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What is in your mind?
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Can't you stop this dance you're dancing in the night?
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But her eyes were empty like a well that has run dry
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The mad child is dancing her endless dance at night
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Dancing to her death, to the dark open grave
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Knowing nothing about her own destiny
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The morning has come
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Before our eyes
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The young beauty lying
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Under the godless sky
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The mad child is sleeping
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Her empty sleep
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And finally leaves
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To eternity
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But her eyes were empty like a well that has run dry
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The mad child is dancing her endless dance at night
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Dancing to her death, to the dark open grave
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Knowing nothing about her own destiny
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Empty Eyes
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Eternal Tears Of Sorrow |