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