Lyrics Dark Moor – The Spectres Dance
Text:
If, in the night,
You’re alone and in sight
Of the Holy Company of ghosts,
You can’t forget
That must collect the Ancient Host.
You move in nonstop advance
In a dead trance,
You have no chance
As you are taken in their dance:
The spectres dance!
The spectres dance!
To hand you a cross,
A wraith comes across,
His face looks pale and yellow-eyed.
This game’s perverse:
Passing on the curse,
But now you’re the procession’s guide.
You move in nonstop advance
In a dead trance,
You have no chance
As you are taken in their dance:
The spectres dance!
The spectres dance!
Deadly dance!
The spectres dance!
You have to dance,
March and briskly prance,
Dancing wildly all the time,
Leading the way,
Far off, some bells chime…
You move in nonstop advance
In a dead trance,
You have no chance
As you are taken in their dance:
The spectres dance!
The spectres dance!
Deadly dance!
The spectres dance!
The Ancient Host!
