In the silence of the ancient woods
A shadow looms where evil broods
A tale unfolds of the undying man
Koschei's last dance now begins to span
In the heart of the darkened grove
Where shadows whisper and spirits rove
Stands Koschei, the deathless, in his might
Guarding his soul through the endless night
Oh, the moon shines bright on his immortal plight
As he waits for the hero, in armor so light
To challenge his reign, to end his eternal fight
Dance, Koschei, dance, the last waltz is thine
Spin with the needle that seals thy line
Thy fate is woven, thy curse is cast
Dance, Koschei, dance, for this breath is thy last
Iron bones, with a heart of stone
His name on lips turns flesh to bone
But deep in the earth where the cold winds hiss
Lies the secret to his undying bliss
The storm rages on, but he stands, unmoved
For in the needle, his life is grooved
A secret so deep, the curse can't be removed
Dance, Koschei, dance, the last waltz is thine
Twist with the thread of the life's design
Thy power unbroken, thy spirit vast
Dance, Koschei, dance, for this breath is thy last
In the needle's eye, the storm is still
Bound by the magic, bent to the will
A symphony of strings, the drums beat fast
As Koschei's dance moves from first to last
A guitar's wail, a bass's blast
In this final dance, the die is cast
Last waltz is thine, the end draws near
With every step, confront thy fear
The needle's secret, thy soul's embrace
Dance, Koschei, dance, and vanish without
As the dawn breaks, the dance fades away
Koschei's shadow lingers, but he cannot stay
In the morning light, the curse has its sway
The last dance of Koschei ends, but the legend will stay