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