Don Your Mask at Sunset

Everyone drinks ambrosia at the Dark Masquerade
Where even royalty needn't have class
And silhouettes dance and shadows parade
And theres always another full glass.

The blood on the mirrors smears the reflection
And reality's not what it seems
They promise you pleasure with the finest selection
There's no difference between laughter and screams.

Bring your soul if you think it will fetch a good price
But don't think too much of yourself
Be wary of dealers in cards and in dice
You'd have better luck in the casino of Hell.

There's a thousand more like you at the Dark Masquerade
And everyone wants a good time
Celebrating this deliciously honest charade
Just be sure to leave your conscience behind.

Flirt with Dame Fortune if you're feeling brave
For it's known that she favors the bold
Fate is fickle, but if it's wealth that you crave
For a drink she may reward you in gold.

Accept dance invitations with caution
You might not know the promise with in them
Be aware not all lovers are human
And a walk home is more than a whim.

There's a lot to entice you at the Dark Masquerade
Desire has existed since the world's creation
Resist everything offered, remember innocence fades -
Well, everything except temptation.