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Dance Of Darkness (Ereb Altor)

The rider of the black horse arrives At the dance of the king's hill Charming the guests and hosts Elegantly he moves while his eyes are Searching for beauty He invites the fair little Anne to a dance No one can ever turn his offer down A dance never seen before All other stop but the violins The music refuse to stop, the song went faster, faster. Fingers staring to bleed Violins of blood and dark eyes The Dance of Darkness, levitation. Like the wind they rise to the top of trees. Blood pouring like tears in all eyes All gaze in red under the spell They saw his feet up high, the hooves of a goat A scattered audience running of fear The dancing couple slowly fading away Stories have been told of a crying girl by the lake Never to be the same again.