Woorden:
Death Crimson

king of death threatens us all Masque, masque of the red death No one is safe from the poisonous plague that you breed Masque, masque of the red death

the thorns of crimson death Through the air again our voices whisper And awake are now your eyes For too long closed in slumber But death didn't prove

A new king of death threatens us all Masque of the red death No one is safe from the poisonous plague that you breed Masque of the red death The price

Vertaling: Dood Crimson. Get Some.

Vertaling: Ontleding. Doornen van Crimson Death.

thorns of crimson death Through the air again our voices whisper and awake are now your eyes For too long closed in slumber - but death didn't prove

analyze Each change in me, Everything I see- How will it be ? Will I see The world Through different eyes ? Like a warning light, Glimmering in red, Like crimson

lifeless object, alive Awaiting reprisal Death will be their acquisition He sky is turning red Return to power draws near Fall into me, The sky's crimson

the end is near if you choose to stay This forsaken land torn by grief and strife No it's not worth the value of your life [Chorus:] The smell of death