Dance with me?

Can you dance with me now?
Just to that white place
High above the clouds
Where the angels sing
Where the harps play themselves
Where the golden light
From beyong the Gate welcomes...
Becons,
Saying in your mind
Things about warmth and love
Or would you prefere
To dance with me
To the underworld
To hell?
Where your soul is never at rest
Where it will burn
Till forever and a day
Where all you shall hear
Is demonic laughter
Maybe you just want to dance
Where you are standing right now
Perhaps beneath the moonlight
Your arms in the air
Your feet on the solid, warm earth
A stream running nearby
A bonfire burning bright
Casting its bright red light upon your face
Would you prefere that?
I think you would