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