We’re dancing on a blade!

Oh, the hell we’ve made!

So join the masquerade!

And live with these mistakes!

Place your feet on the edge, you see?

Then you spin around in your sin, like me!

When the red comes out and the speakers bleed,

You can take off that mask, so you’ll be unseen.

Please?

Jump up and down if it doesn’t hurt,

Hurt is the way you know it’s working,

Work on your steps - just a tad bit quicker,

Quick, follow me, so we’ll make hell faster.

We’re dancing on a blade!

Oh, the hell we’ve made!

So join the masquerade!

And live with these mistakes!

Feel that fire in your steps?

That’s the feeling of the dead!

Living life with no regret?

Living on the fucking edge?

Live each day with no regard?

Life is getting fucking hard?

Love has gone and fucking died?

Dance with me to hell tonight!

Please?

(Turn this up and read it fast.)