The mask of the red death Yearns for years long forgotten Of peaceful and quiet streets now ruled over by fear Waltzing in her masquerade The nights calls for her Full of rogues she has made The bat lives no more For the past is not And her friends are gone Can you say her name? Can you see the vengeance's face? Now as the night falls More unstoppable she gets Since no speed can stop her No man is faster than the red Rid the world of injustice She's gone mad with all this nonsense "Sharp pains, sudden dizziness and profuse bleeding at the pores" The Red Death is no disease She's the cure for a broken heart