Il testo della Masquerade

Thousand shadows
Chase the light
See the darkness
Vanish and consume

Put on your empty faces
See the cobwebs shimmer
Diamonds catch the moonlight
As ivory takes life

Tired bones shake off their sleep
Silence melts away
A thousand grinning faces
Don their gleaming masks

Dreaming of a distant past, as they weave through the dust
And they dance this final masquerade
Listen to the eerie strains, its a symphony of gloom
As they live this final masquerade
Dreaming of a distant past, as they weave through the dust
(and their masks gleam bones a pearly white)
And they dance this final masquerade
Listen to the eerie strains, its a symphony of gloom
(they glide and turn they spin and twist)
As they live this final masquerade

And they dance through flickring candles
Clothed in robes of crimson deep
Friends and foes now all are equal
Their eyes gleam with pure delight

Dreaming of a distant past, as they weave through the dust
And they dance this final masquerade
Listen to the eerie strains, its a symphony of gloom
As they live this final masquerade
Dreaming of a distant past, as they weave through the dust
(and their masks gleam bones a pearly white)
And they dance this final masquerade
Listen to the eerie strains, its a symphony of gloom
(they glide and turn they spin and twist)
As they live this final masquerade

Yet slowly they falter their footsteps dragging in the dust
The music it winds down becomes a tearing screeching moan
Their splendour and finery fades back to rags and crumbling bones
And finally so slowly they drift into an endless sleep

Dreaming of a distant past, as they weave through the dust
And they dance this final masquerade
Listen to the eerie strains, its a symphony of gloom
As they live this final masquerade
Dreaming of a distant past, as they weave through the dust
(and their masks gleam bones a pearly white)
And they dance this final masquerade
Listen to the eerie strains, its a symphony of gloom
(they glide and turn they spin and twist)

As they live this final masquerade
(so they dance their waltz of death)