Masque of the Red Death

Outside these walls

Dances The Plague

All victims fall

Within it's wake

Oh, Prince Prospero

All of your dreams

Fade with your last

Dying breath

Locked in your palace

Safe as it seems

But not from The Masque

Of Red Death

Masquerade Ball

Morbid the night

The Reaper calls

Grandfather chimes

The uninvited guest

Who mocks the masquerade

In guise of wretched death

A masque of red decay

He passes through the archways

Of all the palace rooms

The seventh dark and deadly

Where The Clock strikes midnight's

doom

Casting his blade

The Prince attacks

Death show it's face

Behind The Masque