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He's looking at me with his eyes closed and his lips are moving fast
Little drops are dripping now from his chin upon his chest
And every time I try to escape, the little dwarf appears and fades

His glassy hand it touches me, I smell the air of death and life
Walking through the ballroom of the dead I hear two ghostly voices and a dark duet

Hearin the music of the minuet
Walkin through the ballroom of the dead
Voices, I wish they were signing glad

His glassy hand, it touches me, I smell the air of death and life
Walking through the ballroom of the dead I hear two ghostly voices and a dark duet

Hearin the music of the minuet
Walkin through the ballroom of the dead
Voices, I wish they were signing glad

Hearing the music of the minuet
Ghostly voices, dark duet
Hearing the music of the minuet
Ghostly voices, dark duet
I don't wanna die!
Hearing the music of the minuet
I don't wanna die!
Ghostly voices, dark duet
I don't wanna die!
Hearing the music of the minuet
I don't wanna die!
Ghostly voices, dark duet
I don't wanna die!
I don't wanna die!

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Truth About Arthur
Golden Earring



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