I sang of the Dancing Sins
To the tunes of the sunnan winds
Dark purple zenith
Which is glowing yet
I sang of the Dancing Sins
To the tunes of the sunnan winds
Dark purple zenith
Which is glowing yet
Pass the archways
Pass the gates
Turn the melting snow to shapes
Let the symbolize our hate
And turn our weakness into strength
I sang of the Dancing Sins
To the tunes of the sunnan winds
Dark purple zenith
Which is glowing yet
