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The gates are closed, the bolts are welded

They’ve left the red death far behind

In the abbey’s deep seclusion

There’s just beauty, there is wine

The external world is dying

Death is raging in the shade

No time to think about the terror

Let’s celebrate the masquerade

But who’s that stranger in the dark?

His vesture is dabbled in blood

His masque shows scarlet signs of pest

Masque of the red death

The fete is held in seven clambers

Triponds spread a gleaming light

Glare and glitter, madman fashions

Feverish dreams in the dead of night

The mighty clock strikes twelve, it’s midnight

And the echoes fade away

The crowd becomes aware of a figure

Dressed in cerements of the grave

But who’s that…

Try to catch him, try to gasp him

Try to seize and to unmask him

Prince Prospero foams with rage

But he cries out

And his death-shout

Took possession of the whole crowd

'cause the red death entered their cage

Darkness and decay, and the red death

Holds dominion over all

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