Текст песни Theatre Of Tragedy 1996. - 9.The Masquerader and Phoenix

Phoenix and mask

Hush! - the sonorous tone of the orchestra enters, and the fragile ballerina does a step.
Her light movements are felt with liveliness, she turns in a whirlpool,
And suddenly ash mingles with her tears.
By God! This quagmire
Slowly pulls her fast legs towards the stage.
Like a withering rose of Eden, where the Devil rules
Like a pantomime vigilantly watching from under the mask, keeping a mockery.
His domineering gaze, the red pantomime.
Twisting and turning more and more often, it is approaching the end.
Her sweetness will never get bored - further, further!
The scratching and flirting look of his heartless eyes
Caressing her breasts and chaste heart
And like a dove from a bird of prey it rushes weightlessly,
So far, the orchestra is playing with difficulty.
One single blow
Ensemble mingling with pizzicato
And her hurt cry
During the climax,
When death slowly takes her away
Away.