Deströyer 666 - Ghost Dance


Come to the ritual, they say it´ll save our souls
 Make the demon go away - not so grim and cold
 Come and meet your maker, come and sing his praise
 Dance onto your death, dance onto your graves

 So you´ve come to give your life to a god with a knife
 (But guns strike back at you)
 You beat the earth with blood and toil
 Dust rises and when it falls...
 (Death shall greet you all!)

 Fall to the sound of thunder
 Cracks the sky it rains
 Your gods are crying blood
 Red stains the earth and it´s stench
 Lurks up from the blood stained death!

 So your sons and daughters lay there dead
 And old you watch in fear and dread
 Yet those who escaped the fire
 Will live to tell of the Ghost Dance Liar

 But don´t believe this story´s new
 It´s going on and always will
 The greater force subjugates the meek
 One day the strong will be the weak

 Come to the ritual, they say it´ll save our souls
 Make the demon go away - not so grim and cold
 Come and meet your maker, come and sing his praise

 Dance onto your death, dance onto your graves

 So you´ve come to give your lives to a god with a knife.........

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