Potatoes
Song #7

Gore warning?

Storms raged outside, inside people sat gossiping. blood red gowns, white suits, and many other colors swirled on the dance floor, completely unawares of the storm outside. Flames danced in the hearth crackling and spitting. An ominous groan sounded through the earth. The house shook, a few small glasses falling. The dancing didn't stop. They kept twirling and circling as though in a craze, drunkenly stepping on each others shoes. The ground shook and the sky was in turmoil. Nothing seemed to distract them. On and on they danced, as though bewitched by some strange magic. The rain kept coming harder and harder, wind whistling through the windows - cracked to relive the heat, hail battering the ones that were closed. A solemn smash sounded as the first window broke, shards of glass flying and getting caught in the dresses of ladies and the cuffs of the men. Still they danced, oblivious. The fire died out as rain came into the home. A part of the roof flew away in the wind and as water poured on the dancers still they kept dancing. The earth shook, up heaving in a massive gasp. Still they danced. Still they danced as the house fell under a mud slide. Still they danced, not noticing a single thing. The music kept playing and the dancers kept dancing as the house was destroyed. One by one they died. One by one they lost their lives. One by one they rose from the dead and kept dancing. White spirits clad in mud stained and bloodied outfits as living fell around them until none remained. They would never stop dancing. Dancing and dancing and dancing in an internal hell, never able to escape; never able to wake up. The storm raged on and dancers continued on there drunken promenade of gory lovers, silent death. Soft gossiping sounded from the bloody watchers as they observed. Never able to wake up. Never able to be free. The music forever playing as the masqueraded ladies danced and the dressed up man courted. This was hell. They would dance and dance until their feet bled but still they wouldn't - Couldn't even - stop the dancing. They were to dance in death for eternity. Dance away their souls in hell, never any reprieve, never any peace. They had to dance, they must dance! For the dark magic entangled in their souls said they must.

I guess I can try it. I have to look through the song and see which one

So I can listen to all the songs if I listen to them in order?

I have to do it tomorrow evening. I have exams currently, so most of my time must be focused on studying.
Also, I chose number 7 because it's time consuming for me to listen to all of the songs. I just went with my lucky number.

oh ok

hmm?

awesome

Hey I es wondering if you'd be interested?

Is there a prize at the end?

Yes but you don't know till the end