The organ plays 'till midnight on Maldine Square tonight

The dancer's dance with a fever and delight

His brow is tense but his hands never shake

Revenge has come sweetly and death is his mate



The organ plays 'till midnight note perfect like clockwork

Perfect precise and a slave to the master's demands



Two souls locked together for all eternity

Soon to be one our work is nearly over

But who is the victim?

And who is the innocent?



The organ plays 'till midnight note perfect like clockwork

Perfect precise and a slave to the master's demands