Lyrics Swing of Death - Jorn, Trond Holter

Swing of Death

Please step inside this crib of mine
We’ll have a ballroom dance tonight
An invitation that you can’t deny
No ticket sale for the ride
I got to taste what you can give
You’re such an easy catch and so naiv
Like stealing candy from a kid
The next card’s out of my sleeve
Now everybody welcome to the…
…Dance of fools
The swing of death, devils tools
Until your last breath you know I’m in control
Don’t care at all, ain’t got no soul
No, no I ain’t got no soul
You can’t run, no you can’t hide
The doors are all closed, now you won’t survive
But on the other hand you get to join your man, infections guaranteed
Well I brought you here from the streets of mud
I don’t need much honey, just a drop of blood
Release your life from misery, I bring you death and insanity
Now everybody welcome to the…
…Dance of fools
The swing of death, devils tools
Until your last breath you know I’m in control
Don’t care at all, ain’t got no soul
Dance of fools
You’re in my dept
Devils tools
Step into the grove, into the swing of death
Dance of fools, devils tools
I bid you welcome to the ball of the undead
Tonight we feast, come and join this dance of death
Dance of fools
The swing of death, devils tools
Until your last breath you know I’m in control
I Don’t care at all, ain’t got no soul
Dance of fools
The swing of death, devils tools
Until your last breath you know I’m in control
I Don’t care at all
I’m gonna, I’m gonna be the one to kill your living spark
I’ll be the one to lead and dance you through the dark
Ain’t gonna give you up or wait another day
Together, you and me will fly and hunt for prey
Dance of fools, devils tools
A swing of death
Dance of fools, devils tools
Swing it, baby