The Masque of the Red Death

Calamity and death run rampant at the hands of the red plague Claiming victims in masses, dying horrible, gruesome deaths Locked away behind sealed doors, you imagine yourself safe To wait it out and let them die out there beyond the gate And so assured are you, that a celebration you have thrown But there is an uninvited guest Costumed as a victim, but no person beneath it The plague came calling for you tonight