Testo di Dirge Of The Masquerade

A whisper of fantasies Like choires in the wind Graceful sweet poetry In the ear of the lover A poem of bloodstained roses Shared in an oath A serenade of desire And celestial lust Enchanting voices dying Soon to be gone Slowly sleeping away Never to be heard again Crimson love set ablaze By the velvet words that are spoken In a masquerade of deceitfull illusions Tasting the nectars of passion Given by the scarlett woman Of the everlasting masquerade Diabolic and seducing As a spell of the passionate sirens Promised eternal passion Fallen in debris Never to be forgotten The end of lovers dream A sombre portrait Of a dreaming lover Pledged to a bride Of the masquerade ...And so the princess of twilight disappeared into the unknown. And then when nightfall came the beautiful flow of an autumn passion faded away like a dying flame. The only memento of emotions she left was the dirge of the masquerade