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Inspired by the song, 
Dance Of Death by Iron Maiden

Let me tell you a story that will petrify you
I will share what happened
One night when I was in Paris on vacation
I was drinking coffee at a cafe
At a table alone in an outside terrace
Then, I decided on a walk under the moon
With the stars winking at me
I was enjoying the solitude
Unaware that I was being followed
From a distance I was being stalked

I ran feeling scared and fell
As something cold touched me 
A handsome man stood blocking my path
Oh, there was evil in his eyes
Lets go for a drink he suggested to me
Reaching out for my hand
That is when the dance of the dead began
As that hand felt dead 
Into a circle of fire I was led
I seemed to be in a trance
Soon, I was encircled by the dead
Dancing with the dead

Time stopped and I was frozen with fear
But, still I danced
And the blaze of the fire grew higher
I danced on burning coals
But felt nothing
My soul and spirit was leaving
Oh, if only someone could pull me back
If only someone had witnessed this

I danced, and twirled and sang for them
They watched me with dead eyes
Lifeless, empty men
They had ascended from hell
I danced with the dead, laughing
howling for them
My body felt heavy and cold
As I danced in the circle of death

A fight started and took the attention from me 
I fled running faster than the wind
I just looked straight ahead running, running
Thinking they will come after me, I am doomed
I should have said my last goodbyes
To my family and my friends

Since that night when I am laying in bed
I wake from my dreams to dance with the dead
Since that night when I am laying in bed
I wake from my dreams to dance with the dead
To dance with the dead

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