Waltz of the Damned

One, two, three... One, two, three... Die for the dance. I’m couture in the gutter, a ghost in the lace, paint a crooked smile on my designer face. The chandeliers are bleeding, the violins cry, I’ll dance with the devil 'til the day that I die. Step to the left, step to the right. We’re losing our minds in the velvet light. I’m a monster, I’m a queen, I’m a waltz machine! Spinning in circles, I’m losing my breath, a beautiful rhythm, a flirtation with death. Oh-oh-oh-oh! Dance like a dervish, cry like a star, we’re elegant freaks, no matter who we are. La-la-la, Waltz of the Damned! Spiked heels on the marble, a rhythmic attack. Once you start moving, there’s no turning back. Don’t look at the exit, don’t look at the clock. The ballroom is shaking, let the champagne pop. Gaga. Waltz. Fashion. Faults. One, two, three... set me free. SET ME FREE! Spinning in circles, I’m losing my breath. A beautiful rhythm, a flirtation with death. Oh-oh-oh-oh! It’s the last waltz... the Gaga waltz... One, two, three... "Applause."