words by Ron van Eck

dance, you dance, i dance your dance
dance, i dance to kill
kill you kill, i please you still
there is a chance i will
come master, please master, come and see
feel master, see how a whore can be

foot, your feet, i feel your feet
it's good to creep, to bleed
beat, i bet the drink will beat
i'll fill your head with heat
come master, please master, come and see
feel master, see how a whore can be

guards are still, they watch you still
i'll serve you right, they fear
omens weard, they care it's clear
i'm at your side so near
what can they do if you follow me
i give you everyhting you will see
the dance, i dance your dance
you dance a dance that kills
the wine, the women, the soothing sounds
i'm master of your will
come master, please master come and see
feel master see how a whore can be