the conversation with my devil - postmortem lividity

so you are back but where's your gleam?
where's this stupid smile, Ma'am?
I have told you - you felt down
do you hold your baby crown?

there's no limits, there's no bounds
have you seen the group of clowns?

there's a wolf-boy with big teeth
becoz of this he cannot speak
we have also Lizard Queen
she likes to pretend she's a King
there are pirates with their boat
one step more - they'll cut your throat!
.. and a boy with one blue eye
he's the weakest one - he has to die..

are you happy? you don't know?!
so you'll be a part of our show!

my sweet blondie stop pretend
that you do not understand!
we are playing all the time
kidding, jumping, having fun
but the rules are very clear
are you deaf?! or full of fear?..
we are dancing in the crowd
each of us is very proud
we are typing: one-two-three..

..let's play Mediaeval Mystery!
I will take you by the hand!
we will start one-night-stand!
Danse Macabre has just begun!
.. you won't see again the rising sun
coz the dance-with-death alegory
has its own history:
even if you're man who should be brave
you'll walk the line along to grave

in the end your body will carry postmortem lividity
that is what we called - Eternity

so sweet pie

do not cry

take your chance!

let's dance!