1)Her life is dark,
Her smile sans spark.
On face a mask,
On lips is smack
of death…
2)She moves as a cat,
There’s no time to regret.
Her dance’s on the life blade,
She paid a lot to this rate.
Refrain:
This is…
Her last dance.
Her fatal dance.
Her last breath.
Her final disease.
3)She on the stage,
Mysterious as a sage.
Last burst of emotions,
Last shine in her eyes.
Refrain:
This is…
Her last dance
Her fatal dance
Her last breath
And after is only abyss…
Fatal dance
© Copyright: Ирина Флёр, 2011
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