Masquerade Songtext
von Dreamcrawler

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Will Thou embrace me in the arms of Yours?
While these enthralled, blind figures
′re dancing, kindred to seizures
Under swathed masks, lips shall not be ascribed
Malign Lords and their Concubines
Malign Lords and their Concubines

In this room You move this first step
Your journey... You must not forget!
After years and years of endless sleep
Countless hands dry cheeks from weep

Mirrors, mirrors on the wall
Shall I join and burn this pall?
Against Thy eyes, unveiled from secrets
A choir intones a dreary sequence
The alabaster Moon glares her obeisance
Through stained glass, She observeth motion with complaisance


Bleak symphony of fragrant notes
Benighted dirge of a frantic ball
The prowl of Thyne as askew red drapes
Mellow wine from gushing grapes
Gowns of jewels and satin are twilled
Twirl this body so tarred and weak
Abhorred heart drubs this breast
Thou art the most regal guest

Gleams upon laboured busts
Wherein paved candle casts
Sleek marbles, flicker blear
Smouldering dances won't slid
As the Mastiffs are reared

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Will Thou embrace me in the arms of Yours?
While these enthralled, blind figures
′re dancing, kindred to seizures
Under swathed masks, lips shall not be ascribed
Malign Lords and their Concubines
Malign Lords and their Concubines