Deep into the Norse woods.
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Gathered around the fire,
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we danced in honour to death.
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Alone in the darkness of night.
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Dancing around the fire,
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we hail the demons of death.
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It`s the symphony of our destiny.
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Noone trespass on our land.
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Death waits for he who does.
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It`s the white mans dance.
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We are dancing with our demons.
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The demons within our flesh.
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This is the ultimate ecstasy.
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Nothing to compare it with.
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We have become one with death.
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The Dance Of Demons
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| Penitent |
