Tekst
A nation sits to wait
But all solutions came too late
The sun had set too fast
Forgotten lessons from the past
But no one seemed to care
Disillusion everywhere
The last dance begins
As man commits the final sin
But we dance, dance, dance
To the fools delight
Dance, dance, dance
To the fools delight
The march of time
The march of time
Stripped of all my pleasure
Drain of all real life
Await the final hour
Lost with no real choice
But I dance, dance, dance
To the fools delight
Dance, dance, dance
To the fools delight
The march of time
The march of time
The dance is nearly over
But still the fools won't rest
Time is fading slowly
Will this madness still persist?
But we dance, dance, dance
To the fools delight
Dance, dance, dance
To the fools delight
The march of time
The march of time
