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.