Dance of Death

The life we live is but a dance of death

We dance the dance until our dying breath

Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief

We dance the dance with but one relief.

So come and dance the dance with me

Wild, abandoned and set free

From all the rules of conventionality

Just feel the rhythm and you will see.

We are all equal at our end

These are the rules we cannot bend

So dance the dance as best can be

For it can end quite suddenly.

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