Mask Of The Red Death Lyrics - Singles - Misc

Sickness born with life 

She is a careful and patient shadow 

Man's faithful enemy 

Unceasingly transformed, rebaptized 

Behind a different mask 

I know it's always the same face, 

Always the same eyes greedy for agony 

Always the same compassionate ears 

Listening to our moans, 

To our heartbeats 

Passive and disinterested 

Like an infidel wife 

This cold and wet mouth 

Will give us the very last kiss 

Death is red, 

For those who experience her torments 

Bound to death like a daughter to her mother 

She gives her mass graves overflowing 

Of sketched life, of projects and hopes 

What's good to see her so active 

Abandoned, in the arms of another plague 

Humanity slowly disappears 

Someone prays, some others cry 

What's good to see her so active