[male vocals] Last
Dance
We
jiged
at
all
night,
giged
all
day,
vibed
to
each
others'
songs,
verbed
to
each
others
stories,
verved
to
jibes,
danced
to
folktales,
broke
laughters
at
every
star
that
wanes.
Lets
vibe
like
the
old
days,
lets
tell
stories
under
the
moon
as
a
family,
lets
sweat
together
playing
and
running
under
the
sun.
Lets
fight
for
one
another
like
a
twin
warriors
we
used
to
be.
No
gain
fighting
one
another
like
enemies
We
felt
one
another's
veins
and
pulses,
breathed
hard
on
the
sand
of
play,
we
lulued
each
other's
work,
we
played
like
groove
of
leaves
being
dragged
by
the
tintilating
sound
of
winds.
We
hungry
for
one
other's
at
each
day
that
breaks,
we
yawned
to
seeing
one
another
at
dusk,
we
starved
to
meeting
at
dawn.
We
loved
each
other
like
blood
and
veins,
we
lived
for
one
another's
dreams.
Your
war
used
to
be
my
war,
we
rode
into
war
like
a
twin
warrior.
Ready
to
die
side
by
side
with
one
another.
We
were
mirrors
to
one
another.
Sharing
the
decent
moonlight
and
stars
at
night,
sweating
under
the
sun
as
one.
Lets
vibe
like
the
old
days,
lets
tell
stories
under
the
moon
as
a
family,
lets
sweat
together
playing
and
running
under
the
sun.
Lets
fight
for
one
another
like
a
twin
warriors
we
used
to
be.
No
gain
fighting
one
another
like
enemies.
We
were
pictures
and
dreams
of
friends
and
foes,
we
scared
enemies
like
camels
before
galloping
horses.
We
were
terrors
to
warriors,
we
were
death
emissaries
to
trouble
distillers
and
fight
tuners
Now!
We
have
turned
our
weapons
against
one
another
like
enemies.
Fighting
and
chasing
one
another
in
the
bushes,
tearing
our
fleshes
and
blood
with
the
same
weapons
that
command
respect
among
comity
of
neighbours.
What
happened
to
the
oath
of
brotherhood
we
took
before
the
mountains
and
hills?
What
happened
to
the
promise
we
made
before
the
border
rivers?
What
happened
to
the
moon
and
stars
that
stood
as
wittnesses.
Lets
vibe
like
the
old
days,
lets
tell
stories
under
the
moon
as
a
family,
lets
sweat
together
playing
and
running
under
the
sun.
Lets
fight
for
one
another
like
a
twin
warriors
we
used
to
be.
No
gain
fighting
one
another
like
enemies
Vibration
of
war,
drums
of
war
rolled
and
heralded
our
land,
cock
had
ceased
to
crow,
sheep
dont
bleat
anymore.
Trumpet
of
war
sounds
every
now
and
then,
marching
boots
of
warriors
greet
the
lands
at
every
beat
and
sound.
The
last
dance
we
shared
was
bloodbath
on
the
very
sacred
sand
where
our
ancestors
celebrated
commoness
of
brotherhood
and
love
for
one
another.
This
war
wont
end
soon,
this
bloodbath
wont
cease
at
dawn,
fighting
and
chasing
wont
stop
at
dusk,
thrusting
of
swords
wont
break
its
fang
that
soon,
running
helter
skelter
wont
be
called
off.
This
war
wont
end
today
and
tommorrow.
Lets
vibe
like
the
old
days,
lets
tell
stories
under
the
moon
as
a
family,
lets
sweat
together
playing
and
running
under
the
sun.
Lets
fight
for
one
another
like
a
twin
warriors
we
used
to
be.
No
gain
fighting
one
another
like
enemies
We
now
pride
in
killing
one
another,
we
count
dead
bodies
like
trophies,
brag
like
angry
gorrilas,
celebrating
each
other's
downfall
and
defeat.
our
fathers
must
have
turned
in
there
graves
ashamed
of
what
we
have
become.
We
are
no
warriors,
we
no
good
fighters,
we
are
no
wise
people,
we
are
no
kind
people,
we
are
no
honourable
people,
we
are
no
nobles
and
gentries,
we
are
no
good
brothers.
We
are
nothing
but
stupid
beasts
of
burden
who
tear
one
another
down
for
stupidity.
You
cant
win
fighting
your
brothers,
you
cant
pride
in
there
defeat,
you
cant
celebrate
their
death,
you
cant
throw
party
in
their
demise.
You
defeat
yourself
the
moment
you
fight
your
brothers.
The
dust
of
last
dance
is
still
hanging
in
the
air,
the
rhythms
stays
in
our
hearts,
the
sound
of
the
drums
echoes
in
our
souls,
the
raving
beats
of
metal
gongs
still
vibrate
the
very
sand
where
we
shared
the
last
dance
in
bloodbath.
You
cant
win
fighting
your
brothers,
you
cant
pride
in
there
defeat,
you
cant
celebrate
their
death,
you
cant
throw
party
in
their
demise.
You
defeat
yourself
the
moment
you
fight
your
brothers.