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In the fortress of despair, the prince decrees a feast

A thousand souls in revelry, while outside roams the beast

In the depths of luxury, the shadow takes its form

A figure cloaked in crimson brings a storm

The clock strikes midnight

Terror fills the air

The mask of death approach

Spreading fear and despair

In the blood-red chamber, all courage fades away

The final hour strikes as shadow claims its prey

The specter glides in silence, cold as wintеr's breath

No wealth or power shiеlds you from the hands of death

The clock strikes midnight

Terror fills the air

The mask of death approach

Spreading fear and despair