Ballroom of Monotony

Bring in the dead
The ballroom full of corpses.
Dance with death
And excercise demise.

Waiting to dance while sitting unseen,
I saw their many shades.
They dance a hollow step in tune
With the melody of life.

Dead skin dripping...
Dripping blood.
Children of bones dance skipping...
Skipping...
Happy with the life of death.