White Masque
Музыка: Rolf Kasparek
Текст: Rolf Kasparek

Cracking the whip, [bad word] fast.
The hard groaning wheels, the [bad word] they cast.
The coach [bad word] through the haze of the night.
Darkness everywhere and no "White Masque" in sight.

Hard pounding hooves, the mud's flying high.
Deep panting breath, [bad word] dry.
The sharp biting chill is freezing their breath.
But the tottering coach is beating its path.
 [bad word] 
Invincible blaze.
White masked face.
Depriving the scourge.
Dreadful mirage.
 [bad word] 
Blazing the wrath with the union of the "White Masque".
The lords and marquises - they [bad word] scared.
Mysterious force, phantoms of the dark night.
Hunting the evil that hides in its lair.

dark and caped silhouette's in the haze.
covered phenomenon with a mask on his face.
Pistol and sword, the coach has to stop.
The marquis knows well, that he'll lose what he's got.
 [bad word] 
Invincible blaze.
White masked face.
Depriving the scourge.
Dreadful mirage.
 [bad word] 
Blazing the wrath with, the union of the "White Masque".
The lords and marquises - they [bad word] feared.
Mysterious force, phantoms of the dark night.
Hunting the evil that hides in its lair.

        (SOLO)

Cracking the whip, [bad word] fast
The hard groaning wheels, the [bad word] they cast
The coach [bad word]  through the haze of the night
Darkness everywhere and no "White Masque" in sight
 [bad word] 
Invincible blaze.
White masked face.
Depriving the scourge.
Dreadful mirage.
 [bad word] (2x):
Blazing the wrath with the union of the "White Masque".
The lords and marquises - they [bad word] feared.
Mysterious force, phantoms of the dark night.
Hunting the evil that hides in its lair.