Dancing with Shadows
Come dance with me
In the dark of night
When the shadows roam free
In the candle light
In the dark of night
The Shadows dance and sing
In the candle light
To the walls they seem to cling
The Shadows dance and sing
They light a fire to be seen
To the walls they seem to cling
But only the chosen can see their true metallic sheen
They light a fire to be seen
When the shadows roam free
But only the chosen can see their true metallic sheen
Come dance with me
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