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Give yourself to the dance
For none can resist the toll of the bell of mourning

Despair, a sweet aphrodisiac
'Come to me,' Surrender beckons
'Fall into paradise
'There's nothing to fear'

It hurts, doesn't it,
How everyone dreams of it
(Whoa! Whoa!) It's gonna be all right!
But you can forget all about that
Always and forever, (Don't worry) morning will come

Give yourself to the dance
For none can resist the toll of the bell of mourning
Plug your ears, yet even that
Will never be enough to stop
That prayerful refrain

When drowning in loneliness
Love is a front for bared fangs
But you can expose that truth
Even as it makes you quiver with rage

Everyone seeks love, don't they,
Even as it destroys them
(Whoa! Whoa!) It's gonna be all right!
But you can steal some instead
Hate it or not, (Don't worry) morning will come

Be steeped and immersed in it,
For none can escape the laughter of the bell of mourning
Shout yourself hoarse trying to resist
As you're entangled by the melting toll of
That prayerful refrain

Give yourself to the dance
For none can resist the toll of the bell of mourning
Plug your ears, yet even that
Will never be enough to stop--

Be steeped and immersed in it,
For none can escape the laughter of the bell of mourning
Shout yourself hoarse trying to resist
As you're entangled by the melting toll of

That prayerful refrain
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Nonsense. "Testing" is for when you're still guessing--and now, I have no need to guess. -- Agatha, Girl Genius