The Dead Dance

Ariana Savalas, Maarten Bos

I'm going to the graveyard
Where I buried my heart
She rests in pieces underneath the ground

The flowers all have died
In the tears that I have cried
Flooding in the salt until they drowned

Now you say you want a resurrection
What once was raff to you is now perfection

Say you're sorry
Say you love me
You want one more chance
To make the dead dance

Do I dare to entertain
The voices in my brain
To gamble on the games the shadows play

His graveyard is a festival
The sleeping dead are wall to wall
Alive until forever, with a soul that's turned to grey

I do not believe in resurrection
I believe in coldness and protection

But say you're sorry
Say you love me
Maybe there's a chance
To make the dead dance

I do not believe in resurrection
I believe in coldness and protection

But when I scream
And sing out loudly
Though my heart is sleeping soundly
When I feel the beat surround me
Maybe there's a chance

To make the dead dance
To make the dead dance

Ariana Savalas