كلمات Mask of Red Death

The bells chant out at midnight to invite the guest of doom Inaugurates the dark between the walls of the seventh room The outside was kept unbidden to escape their sickened breath Now in the ballroom of prosperous stands the plague behind the mask of death The unknown guest moves westward Through each and every room Its disguise pictures a victim Of its own rampaging gloom The hall is saturated With ominous ambience The masquerade turns silent In the presence of the face of Death The gates now are sealed To escape their sickened breath Finally you will stand To face the mask of red death