It’s the making of our
story.
a passing dead and
gone.
Fairytales wait in
mystery,
and monsters sing in
song.
Even though these lives
have ended,
their memory will carry
on.
A
beautiful nightmare will
begin,
and our heroes will
stand strong.
There is a place only the
dead
know,
where corpses dance
and are true
to heart.
It is the making of our
story,
where in death, we do
not p a r t.
Intro:We Dance Like Monsters;I am
Ghost
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