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Lies a tale of dread, you must confer,
A palace grand, a prince's might,
Yet, within its walls, darkness takes flight.
A palace grand, a prince's might,

Beneath the moon's unyielding gaze,
The Mask of Red Death, it does blaze,
In chambers deep, where secrets cling,
Echoes of terror, they forever sing.

A masquerade of decadence and woe,
Each mask conceals what none dare show,
The clock's relentless, ominous chime,
Marking the hours, devouring time.

Beneath the moon's unyielding gaze,
The Mask of Red Death, it does blaze,
In chambers deep, where secrets cling,
Echoes of terror, they forever sing.

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