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Welcome to the masquerade! |
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This isn't the end |
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A dance we begin |
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I am sent from the night |
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You can't hide from the blight |
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I will follow you now |
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Your refuge has failed |
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And darkness prevailed |
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O, Prospero! |
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Where will I lead thee now? |
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Red wind flows swiftly through the vine |
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What is a curse holds true to what's divine |
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I am the walking plague sent in disguise |
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And in the seventh room, all will be mine |
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I see the hearse in the twisted eyes |
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Of the man who led me here |
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I hold the curse to the fall of man |
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I speak of myself |
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To speak of me |
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Will bring terror |
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I hold the fate of every man |
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I speak of the plague |
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To speak of it |
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Will surely bring terror |
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Silence! |
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Run to the hills |
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Tonight |
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Blood will spill |
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"And darkness and decay and the red death held illimitable dominion over all.." |
