charnel's ball

when the night's slowly falling

shadows grow

longer in the cold moonlight

the nightbirds are singing their said tunes - then the

time has come for the charnel's ball

white bones in the moonlight

dressed up also in white

dancing upon their own tombs

waltzing across the

graveyard is filled with joy

corpses are looking like toys

undead girls and boys

dance in the charnel's ball

you're asleep and you don't hear a thing

then the

dead are crawling out of their tombs

we think death is for eternity but midnight welcomes

the dead to dance

white bones in the moonlight

dressed up also in white

dancing upon their own tombs

waltzing across the

graveyard is

filled with joy

corpses are looking like toys

undead girls and boys

dance in the charnel's ball

white bones in the moonlight

dressed up also in white

dancing upon their own tombs

waltzing across the

graveyard is

filled with joy

corpses are looking like toys

undead girls and boys

dance in the charnel's ball