The masquerade is a show for the star crowned
it's death in vogue in Saturnalian nights
The heart we share is a virus in our chests
A black piece filled with darkness and dead meat

Now our hearts beat on
The black is back in the deed
I see a million of nations
In black and hot leather...

This black syndicate's a burning ballroom
Dirt, drinks and pills and Gucci drenched in blood
The flag we raise is held for the dead dolls
So now we'll watch all angels parade in black uniforms

Now our hearts beat on
The black is back in the deed
I see a million of nations
In black and hot leather

Puppets without strings
Now join the show
Demons without wings
We are death in vogue

Ten tons of lungs force into the black vault
it's disease, glam and champagne filled with nails
The syndrome - sucked into white blood cells
And we march as vamps and wolves on red human oil

Now our hearts beat on
The black is back in the deed
I see a million of nations
In black and hot leather

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Now join the show
Demons without wings
We are death in vogue

Puppets without strings
Now join the show
Demons without wings
We are death in vogue

The faceless ones...(the faceless ones)
The leather swept ones that bring hate in tons
The faceless ones...(the faceless ones)
The subversion of laws through the rule of guns

The faceless ones...(the faceless ones)
The leather swept ones that bring hate in tons
The faceless ones...(the faceless ones)
The subversion of laws through the rule of guns

Here they come as the models and machines
And see the dolls twist inside of their dreams
I see the puppets whisper with manic tongues
Feel it, scream it out from the top of your lunges!

Puppets without strings
Now join the show
Demons without wings
We are death in vogue

Puppets without strings
Now join the show
Demons without wings
We are death in vogue...(death in vogue)