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The gates are closed, the bolts are welded<br />they've left the red death far behind<br />in the abbey's deep seclusion<br />there's just beauty, there is wine<br /><br />The external world is dying<br />death is raging in the shade<br />no time to think about the terror<br />let's celebrate the masquerade<br /><br />But who's that stranger in the dark?<br />his vesture is dabbled in blood<br />his masque shows scarlet signs of pest<br />masque of the red death<br /><br />The fete is held in seven clambers<br />triponds spread a gleaming light<br />glare and glitter, madman fashions<br />feverish dreams in the dead of night<br /><br />The mighty clock strikes twelve, it's midnight<br />and the echoes fade away<br />the crowd becomes aware of a figure<br />dressed in cerements of the grave<br /><br />but who's that...<br /><br />Try to catch him, try to gasp him<br />try to seize and to unmask him<br />prince Prospero foams with rage<br />But he cries out<br />and his death-shout<br />took possession of the whole crowd<br />'cause the red death entered their cage<br /><br />Darkness and decay, and the red death<br />holds dominion over all
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The gates are closed, the bolts are welded<br />they've left the red death far behind<br />in the abbey's deep seclusion<br />there's just beauty, there is wine<br /><br />The external world is dying<br />death is raging in the shade<br />no time to think about the terror<br />let's celebrate the masquerade<br /><br />But who's that stranger in the dark?<br />his vesture is dabbled in blood<br />his masque shows scarlet signs of pest<br />masque of the red death<br /><br />The fete is held in seven clambers<br />triponds spread a gleaming light<br />glare and glitter, madman fashions<br />feverish dreams in the dead of night<br /><br />The mighty clock strikes twelve, it's midnight<br />and the echoes fade away<br />the crowd becomes aware of a figure<br />dressed in cerements of the grave<br /><br />but who's that...<br /><br />Try to catch him, try to gasp him<br />try to seize and to unmask him<br />prince Prospero foams with rage<br />But he cries out<br />and his death-shout<br />took possession of the whole crowd<br />'cause the red death entered their cage<br /><br />Darkness and decay, and the red death<br />holds dominion over all
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