Song: Vindsvept - Phantom's dance

We are here.
On this night.
To gather around in the air so ere.
And follow the glow of night. 

We smile.
Pierced and stabbed in my legs.
Oh please oh please don't let the bile.
The bile come up as you hear my begs. 

As I dance.
The phantom's dance as I lay on the ground.
Bound up tight as I can't make a stance.
I'm impaled into the polished ground and can't make a sound. 

Please while I'm still warm.
Save me, I see the worms dig through the polished marble.
I kick my legs and squirm as they swarm.
They swarm to eat my flesh as I start to gargle. 

My mouth fills with them.
My body gets eaten by them all.
In the phantom's dance as I shine like a gem.
In the light I swallow them and choke as I call. 

Please oh please!
I'm over here, crying.
As I can't squirm with ease.
I'm impaled to the ground, forced to eat and be eaten as I'm dying. 

I'm dying!!
I'm forced to be pigging!
I'm lying!
Lying right here as they are digging. 

In the phantom's dance.
We gather here in this cold dark night.
I'm in a trance.
As I'm impaled and stuck to the floor while I am in the light. 

Roaches and worms swarm.
They dig through my legs, sides, head, and core.
Im barely warm....
Please save me, there are more and more. 

They consume me alive!
Help!!
In my body they dive!!
Parasites you are alike, you don't care about my every yelp. 

In this phantom dance.
I dance on the ground, I squirm.
And hosts are alike as I am in this forced trance.
Of the phantom dance so firm. 

I'm cold.
Alive but dead as they swarm.
As I've been told.
The roaches and worms, they feel so sad, comfortable and comforting, and most of all... Warm. 

In the phantom dance in the light.
Of the bright morning sun.
I lay bleeding and asleep night after night.
The phantom dance, it is the most depressing fun.