As she danced a deathly waltz, death itself followed in the dance
intrigued by her beauty and wonderment
Death could do naught but dance to the sound
Lilith danced with grace that rivaled the gods,
and death with a balance of a feather followed his mistress every step
One, two, one, two, they danced through the night
Sounds of Lilith's laugh flew through the halls, reaching every ear,
and death silent as can be, danced to the sound of the organ
Lilith's waltz of death, beauty found not anywhere else
Our Lilith, queen of the demons and skilled dancer of waltz,
Truly our queen, truly my queen.
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