Atlas Pain - The Counter Dance

Close the door
And take your place
Let the good times be your night

Jaded by the hard and tiring day
Of a warrior of your land
Right to the end

So fill the mug
And free your mind
Let the music be your guide

And while the fool is here
Amusing all the men
Her graceful being just catch your sight

Let's drink it all
On the desk we rise and dance

Fiery mind
On angelic face
Stolen by her gentle mood

There's nothing harder than
Concealing funky talks
Caused by the beauty on her cheeks

But leave your hopes
And let her go
She has the power of a god

So close your hands and feel
The rhythm flowin' on
Just bow and smile
Maker her your dame

Let's drink it all
On the desk we rise and dance