Dancing at the Devil’s ball
Golden wine dripping from my lips
I wouldn’t trade it for a million eternities
Even though I know it’ll bring my dancing feet to death's door

Keeping time with fallen angels
Skirts sweeping closer to the flames
The more I taste the less I care
What happens with just one more sip

I’m dancing on the knife’s edge
There’s so much beauty in that swelling red
So dark it’s black in the firelight
Casting shadows at my back

Moving down this smoking sizzling path
I can’t help but follow
Drunk on the growing burn
The devil’s hands dancing across my skin

Another sip and I’ll know the end
But the devil won’t allow it
Can’t stand to end this waltz

Between the one drunk on pure feeling
And what waits in between the banks

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