Verse 1:

In a grand old hall with chandeliers bright,
Once stood a ball on a ghostly night.
Masks of gold and gowns of black,
The guests arrived, but none went back.

Chorus:

At the Phantom Masquerade, where shadows twirl,
The dead come alive, and the spirits swirl.
Dance with the lost in the moon's cold light,
But beware, for dawn brings an endless night.

Verse 2:

A masked man arrived, with eyes of flame,
Nobody knew him, nobody asked his name.
He danced with grace, but his touch was ice,
And his laughter echoed, dark and precise.

Spoken Word :

They say the Masquerade was a night of sin,
Where the living and dead would blend their kin.
The masks they wore hid not just their face,
But the secrets they kept, in a dark, twisted place.
When the clock struck twelve, the doors were sealed,
And the true nature of the ball was revealed.

Bridge:

The music swelled, the candles dimmed,
As the clock struck twelve, the air grew grim.
The dancers froze in the pale moonlight,
As the masked man's curse sealed their fate that night.

Chorus:

At the Phantom Masquerade, where shadows twirl,
The dead come alive, and the spirits swirl.
Dance with the lost in the moon's cold light,
But beware, for dawn brings an endless night."