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City of Strasbourg, one five one eight

The street of Troffea begins to shake

34 Dancers with the plague

One month, 400 more

As chaos congregates

The Dancing Plague

So they danced and they danced

Till their last breath

So they danced and they danced

Till their last breath

Volumes, invade the mind

Thoughts, left screaming

Their souls doomed for footloose epileptic graves

Your body starts to shake!

Veins rhythmic

Muscles quake

Convulsed, collapsed

They were left for dead

Left for dead

Left for dead

Left for dead

Roads were filled, people were dead

They're walking in their fucking heads

But their bodies, left trembling

Masses dying!

Roads were filled, society is dead

They're walking in their fucking heads

But their bodies, left trembling

Yet they continue for one final fucking dance

One Final Dance

One Final Dance

One Final Dance!