If, in the night
You’re alone and in sight
Of the Holy Company of ghosts
You can’t forget
You’ve incurred a debt
That must collect the Ancient Host

You move in nonstop advance
In a dead trance
You have no chance
As you are taken in their dance

The spectres dance!
The spectres dance!

To hand you a cross
A wraith comes across
His face looks pale and yellow-eyed
This game’s perverse
Passing on the curse
But now you’re the procession’s guide

You move in nonstop advance
In a dead trance
You have no chance
As you are taken in their dance

The spectres dance!
The spectres dance!
Deadly dance!
The spectres dance!
Huah!

You have to dance
March and briskly prance
Dancing wildly all the time
Leading the way
You are seeking prey
Far off, some bells chime

You move in nonstop advance
In a dead trance
You have no chance
As you are taken in their dance

The spectres dance!
The spectres dance!
Deadly dance!
The spectres dance!

Deadly dance!