The dead dance around
As to live they must dance
There dance of death
Full of strange salt
For hopes to fly
On the liquid sky
To carry the sun
Back to me
Back to me
Through a field of dreams
In gray lagoon the harpies swoon
Hello lies in the room
True elegance is a flame
Soothing rhythm to the brain
Collapsing in sands of time
My little lovely lullyby.
As to live they must dance
There dance of death
Full of strange salt
For hopes to fly
On the liquid sky
To carry the sun
Back to me
Back to me
Through a field of dreams
In gray lagoon the harpies swoon
Hello lies in the room
True elegance is a flame
Soothing rhythm to the brain
Collapsing in sands of time
My little lovely lullyby.