Did young lovers dance with frantic eyes
‘Till day turned dusk and the moon did rise
Their faces flushed and with stifled glee
They spun and twisted, their bodies free
Wars were raged, cities fell.
And still these lovers danced through hell.
Their bodies slick and faces flushed
They danced away, their movements hushed.
'Till death did seek to break this trance
But still these lovers danced and danced
