Burning Hills - Lyrics - Danse Macabre

Dance of Death, also variously called Danse Macabre , Danza Macabra , Dansul MorÅ£ii , Danza de la Muerte , Dansa de la Mort , DanÃ§a Macabra , Totentanz , Dodendans , Surmatants , is an artistic genre of late-medieval allegory on the universality of death: no matter one's station in life, the Dance of Death unites all. The Danse Macabre consists of the dead or personified Death summoning representatives from all walks of life to dance along to the grave, typically with a pope, emperor, king, child, and labourer. They were produced to remind people of the fragility of their lives and how vain were the glories of earthly life. Its origins are postulated from illustrated sermon texts; the earliest recorded visual scheme was a now lost mural in the Saints Innocents Cemetery in Paris dating from 1424â25.

Did you know which way we went? Fast ways and many burning hills I cannot tell you which way we went That's where I've lost you Realise it now But I do know that we went astray The tie around our fingers is torn apart One glimpse enough to comprehend all But frost conquered our hearts There remains this wall We knew each other, by the look in our eyes Didn't dare to say, too frightened to give too much Did you know which way we went? Fast ways and many burning hills I cannot tell you which way we went That's where I've lost you Realise it now But I do know that we went astray This will be the moment for a new start We knew each other, by the look in our eyes Didn't dare to say, too frightened to give too much Why should you close your eyes? If there is nothing to look for Our slippery hands didn't hold And we've got colder Deep inside the little child cries Feeling the old ache, remembering for God's sake Don't let the tears cry slow It is healing and trying to grow The flame on every flower The wound of every injury Has been healed now Did you know which way we went? Fast ways and many burning hills That's where I've lost you Realise it now The tie around our fingers is torn apart Your soul around my body did dispart Our slippery hands didn't hold And we've got colder Your mind slowly fades away Moving further away The flame on every flower The wound of every injury Has been healed now