Now we invite you all on a show so called
the Friday night of our souls.
So get prepared to put the end,
my friends, of the workweek masquerade.
Leave all false luster on the floor and
join the core of our exulted horde.
Rest a**ured this circle dance’ll remove
the horror’s lance from our souls.
Let’s raise the dead
and lead the Horo dance.
Horo dance - Pure romance.
Join us in the Horo dance.
Horo dance - Pure romance.
They say the chain is as strong
as its weakest link is.
And it’s so wicked don’t you think?
Don’t have a doubt ‘cause when we start, of course
we will make it to the end.
Spirits not all liquid flow.
Bottoms up! And off we go!
Battle for our inner sanctum
we will win not foe disrupters.
Make a laughing-stock of fear in you.
Unity’ll make it disappear.
Let’s raise the dead
And lead the Horo dance.
Horo dance - Pure romance
Join us in the Horo dance
Horo dance - Pure romance
Let us spin the ring!
Problems seem to be forgotten.
Horo will set us free.
This is all we need
Now...
[Solo]
Give me your hands to put the shackles back.
Pack the freedom, end the joy!
The work, the week, the worse the whip
awaits us in the coming days.
Flow of spirits, to and fro.
Battle is won. And off we go.
Desperation won’t inflict us damage.
Fight or “Vae victis!â€
We will
live trough
hell and
come back here
to participate