Take my hand and walk with me Beyond this masquerade. I offer you a chance to dwell Where seas of red cascade. Wretched hands grasp the soul. Poison laughter centuries old. Crimson tears fall from your eyes As your spirit slowly dies I will follow where you lead My soul is yours to take. But promise me you'll still be near Perchance I shall awake. Come closer my child, Let me gaze upon your light. Your eyes are filled with innocence Though still concealed by night.