Crimson Glory. Masque Of The Red Death. Zeneszám

The pain lingers on beyond these castle walls
The red death is taking them all
While the king and his court dance the night away at the masquerade
The hour of midnight grows near

Masque, masque of the red death
No one is safe from the poisonous plague that you breed

Dance while you may in the dark of the room with the stranger
Laugh while you may, laugh at the danger
Is this a message from God or fate guiding hideous hands?
(You are wicked)
Won't you show us you, show us your face?

Masque, masque of the red death
No one is safe from the poisonous plague that you breed
Masque, masque of the red death
No one is saved, no one remembers your name, your name

On and on, one by one we fall into the bleeding arms of the stranger
Ripping the masque from your face
I feel your disease running through my veins
A new king of death threatens us all

Masque, masque of the red death
No one is safe from the poisonous plague that you breed
Masque, masque of the red death
The price that you pay for your lust may be your life