Danse Macabre

Just 'cause it's part of a plan That doesn't make it right If I put my life in your hands It's still unmistakably mine

Dark its wings across a pitch-black-sky: Death will come for me, but not tonight

Let the earth cover me Angels will call for me But in time Not tonight

I said I'd walk the mile Not that I'd walk in line I can not promise I'll smile But I can promise I'll try

If I ever make another vow It's to live for what's right here and now

Let the earth cover me Angels will call for me But in time Not tonight

It's the Art of Death Give me your best Give me your darkest It's the Art of the Fall That comes for each and all But I'll keep it waiting for me It's the Art of Death Give me your best

Give me your best