Masque of the Red Death

Outside these walls

Dances The Plague

All victims fall

Within it's wakeOh, Prince Prospero

All of your dreams

Fade with your last

Dying breathLocked in your palace

Safe as it seems

But not from The Masque

Of Red DeathMasquerade Ball

Morbid the night

The Reaper calls

Grandfather chimesThe uninvited guest

Who mocks the masquerade

In guise of wretched death

A masque of red decayHe passes through the archways

Of all the palace rooms

The seventh dark and deadly

Where The Clock strikes midnight's

doomCasting his blade

The Prince attacks

Death show it's face

Behind The Masque