danse macabre

what a drudgery to make your lonely  riot
on  enemies
on  friends
on the tentacles of the system?


dem bones, dem bones, dem dancing bones
doing danse macabre

how oft to  pray into the rain
 bleeding songs
which never oddly enough being consummed by listeners
who have never enough of them ?

dem bones, dem bones, dem dancing bones
doing danse macabre


how oft to run from the people
desperetely looking for shelter 
by the ghosts of dead poets
while yourself  being turned into a ghost?

dem bones, dem bones, dem dancing bones
doing danse macabre

how oft to  find great delusion
in any trial to trust human
how oft to  face death
by reaping next and next hypocrisy
next and next treachery and
next and next lies?

dem bones, dem bones, dem dancing bones
doing danse macabre


how long  to struggle
against male violence and male stupidity
all alone
out of faithful friends on your  side ?

dem bones, dem bones, dem dancing bones
doing danse macabre


how oft to see the same  lucid dream
that you are no longer the victim
who plead and beg
dancing in front
of your executioners
your bloody danse macabre?

dem bones, dem bones, dem dancing bones
doing danse macabre


all over  the nonstop act
performing danse macabre
which never  reminds to nice guys
the little truism:
„memento mori“
spelled
less like „remember you will die“
but  like
DONT FORGET TO DIE

dem bones, dem bones, dem dancing bones
doing danse macabre