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The Masque of the Red Death

from Once Upon a Midnight by Valentine Wolfe

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The Masque of the Red Death

There are chords in the heart of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion.

Seven rooms full of color
Prisms of light fall on the revelers
Outside the corridor a brazier of fire
Projects its rays through the tinted glass

Gigantic clock made of ebony
Pendulum swings to and fro
When the hour is to be struck
The revelers stop in their paces

To and fro in the chambers
Stalked a multitude of dreams
And these dreams writhed about
Taking their hue from the rooms

There was much of the beautiful
Much of the wanton
Much of the bizarre
Something of the terrible
And not just a little of that which might have excited disgust
And not just a little of that which might have excited disgust

One last chamber, the black chamber
With panes of scarlet, a deep blood color

Spectral image tall and gaunt
Shrouded as the grave
Mask conceals a stiffened corpse
Vesture shrouded in blood

The Red Death had come
Like a thief in the night
And one by one the revellers dropped
And died in the posture of the fall
The ebony clock went out with the last
And the flames of the tripod expired
And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death
Held dominion over all

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from Once Upon a Midnight, released September 1, 2013

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Valentine Wolfe Greenville, South Carolina

Two morbidly fascinated musicians combining ambient solo bass, brutal distortion, electronica, and 18th century opera to tell a story of the macabre.

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