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