Thousand Chase the See the Vanish and
Put on empty faces See the cobwebs catch the moonlight As ivory life
Tired bones shake off sleep Silence melts A thousand grinning Don their masks
Dreaming of a distant past, as they weave through the And they dance final masquerade Listen to the eerie strains, its a symphony of As they this final masquerade Dreaming of a distant past, as they weave the dust (And their masks gleam a pearly white) And they dance this masquerade Listen to the eerie strains, its a of gloom (They and turn they spin and twist) As they live this final
And they through flickring candles Clothed in robes of deep Friends and foes now all are Their eyes gleam with pure
Dreaming of a distant past, as they weave the dust And dance this final masquerade Listen to the strains, its a symphony of gloom As they live final masquerade Dreaming of a distant past, as they weave the dust (And their masks bones a pearly white) And they dance final masquerade Listen to the eerie strains, its a symphony of (They glide and turn spin and twist) As they live final masquerade
Yet slowly they their footsteps dragging in the dust The music it winds down a tearing screeching moan Their splendour and finery back to rags and crumbling bones And finally so slowly drift into an endless sleep
Dreaming of a distant past, as weave through the dust And they dance this final Listen to the eerie strains, its a of gloom As they live final masquerade of a distant past, as they weave through the dust (And their masks bones a pearly white) And they dance this final Listen to the eerie strains, its a symphony of (They glide and turn they and twist)
As they this final masquerade (So dance their waltz of death)