The Masque

My, my, the worms are hungry tonight Put your ears to the ground And tell me what they say Well they grind their teeth And they're crawling after you 'Cos they know you're gonna join them very soon The night is all that we have Put on the Masque The night is all that we have Put on the Masque You are what you wear And you wear the scars There are no mirrors in your house of cards Your fear of dying, the fear of the dead And as you put coins on your eyes when you go to bed The night is all that we have Put on the Masque The night is all that we have Put on the Masque Your world is directed by the lights in the sky My heart feels the heat but the wind kills the fire Your world is dictated but you don't understand And you wear black leather gloves to hide the holes in your hands The night is all that we have Put on the Masque The night is all that we have Put on the Masque